The darkness creeps, the shadows loom,
A fear so deep, like impending doom.
No face to see, no eyes to meet,
Just icy grip and pounding beat.
Paralyzed with dread, can’t move a limb,
Heart pounds so hard, it’s deafening.
The faceless fear, the unknown fright,
Grips you tight, all through the night.
© VishalDutia
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