While you sit there filled with fear Hits: 1728

Late at night when you are sleeping,
that's when creatures coma a creeping.
To your house these creatures slither
making sounds that make you shiver.
Scratching on your window pane
Whispering your own first name.
Tapping on the nearest door,
creaking stairs and floors and more.
Making you sit up in bed
or pull the covers over your head.
And while you sit there filled with fear,
you wish that Nanna Mary was here!

Author: Vanessa Burke

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The fear of anything wrong Hits: 2631

It has been two long months,
Each day harder than the last,
To see you locked away,
And forbidden the ability to be,
Every chance wiped away by the fear,
The fear of anything wrong,
The fear of allowing myself to be happy,
With out pain,
But when the time comes,
My fear and doubt will be gone,
And forever my life will be fulfilled,
By the thought of if only.

Author: Jessica Waters

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 While you sit there filled with fear
 The fear of anything wrong