Night Walk

Night Walk
foot steps picking up the pace

approaching closer my heart raced

past the school yard toward the gate

help me Lord make my escape

breathing breathing down my neck

much closer now, I'm a nervous wreck

wild wind through tree branches howling

running running furrowed brow scowling

screech owl hooting over the breeze

foot steps swishing on dried leaves

no night watch man is on guard

shadows lurk in the grave yard

icy fingers grab my shoulder

no doubt, I'll not grow older

releasing now my final scream

am I dead? Or, was it a dream?

© 2008 kgcummings