Fear Poem by Brendon Secrist

Cold creeps up my spine,
It paralyzes my body,
I can't move,
I can't breath.

I hear its breath,
Its icy touch,
I can sense it now,
Gripping its scythe with lust.

My heart beats faintly,
I want to run,
I want to scream,
Too bad I can't.

I'm paralyzed,
From head to toe,
Fear gripping my heart,
And turning it cold.

Fear's icy chill,
Zaps my heart,
My body goes cold,
And my breath slows.

So this is what its like, to die?
I'm cold and alone,
Lost in the dark,
Where fear itself reigns.