DO I DARE?

DO I DARE?

What if?

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As I lay in bed trying to sleep,

I felt the chill as it began to creep.

A bone-chilling cold that swept through the air

Making me know that something was there.

Ignoring the presence, I rolled on my side,

Hoping if I closed my eyes, I might be able to hide.

At long last, sleep did arrive,

In the morning, I thanked God I was alive.

But as I trudged along doing what I do every day,

I knew whatever it was, hadn’t gone away.

Do I dare to look? Force myself to be brave?

What if I don’t? Would the outcome be grave?

Should I look in the mirror? What reflection would I see?

A second’s glance and I saw only me!

Yet, whoever is there gets closer each day.

Perhaps tomorrow, the presence will have something to say.

I turn towards my door but the spirit’s getting bolder.

Whoever it is has now put his hand on my shoulder.

I’m about to scream out in unmistakable fear

As I hear him whisper, “I’ll always be here.”