Fear

The tingling sensation creeping up my spine
The stare slowly ripping through my back...

Should I turn around?
No one is there.
But how do you know?
Sight is just an illusion...

Fear overcomes us.
Makes us paranoid.
We overreact to our surroundings.
When it's really nothing to be afraid of...

poem by Mystykka MysteriousReport problemRelated quotes
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