Walking alone

Cold nights and dark mornings remind us of being human
That prickle on the back of your neck
As you walk with no sound, ears to the ground
You have to turn back round to check

That no predators are on the hunt
Ears straining for hint of a creeper
You feel to defend and ready to offend
If they come you’ll press that beeper

It will screech the night and alert someone
To your crying call for help
After the creeper has pounced they will bounce
And on your own you’ll yelp

You come back to your thoughts that ran away
Your imagination goes wild
When you’re on your own and on your phone
Your nerves are anything but mild

Then you arrive home to your beloved ones
And they ask how went your stride
You think for a sec, your bag you check

…and you say ‘yes it was fine!’


Author: Defined by Thrine

'The times they are a-changin' A passionate writer without an agenda History undergraduate Speak freely, listen intently #moreyinthanyang #healthydebates Enjoy...Defined by Thrine.

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