Fear
By: Allie Short
Everything that was, wasn't
and the only noise was silence
and the darkest shade of black
walked into the room
and sat beside me.
The only thing in sight was nothing
and though I was unharmed
and unbothered,
the dark uncreased its lips
and blew a fiery gust of wind
that came rolling in through my nostrils,
down my throat,
and into my chest
where the wind got stuck.
So in search of escape,
it rocked back and forth in my chest
until the crooked rod came down from the sky
and for a moment, I could see.