Scary streets of my hometown
"a walk alone"
I went for a long walk at night.
I thought it was good for my spirit.
I took a walk in the streets.
In my hometown,
alone.
clearing my mind
Around 11:30 p.m.
After walking for thirty minutes,Β
I noticed that people were approaching me.
thinking that,
Perhaps I know them.
I was wrong.
However, they vanished before my eyes.
Scary shadows are around the corner.
Watching
A boy disappeared.
Using a bicycleΒ
after passing,
I asked myself if it was real.
The wind began blowing.
Following the speed
of the guy dressed in white.Β
How terrifying the streets have become!
I almost cried.
Running back home was my best option.
I did exactly that.
Without looking back.
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Comments (3)
That was so creepyyy! Loved your poem!
Terrifying and utterly, sadly realistic Gloria :(
It's so sad that we carry such a sense of threat with us.