Fear

who/what do you fear most?

The sky grows dark,
But she’s still running.
Trying to escape
What she fears most of all.

Halfway through the darkness,
She can’t go on.
Her feet will not move,
Her will is gone.

She sinks to the ground,
Panting so heavily,
As she silently waits
For her destiny to be fulfilled.

Soon a shadow looms over her,
And a light shines so bright.
She sees the face of the attacker,
She sees herself tonight.