Sheets crumbled beneath her!
Eyes darted aimlessly around her!
Fear prowling behind every picture-
Light thrown shadows on the wall.
Dancing away to a daunting rhythm.
Fingers fought in frantic frenzy
A text of distress to her beloved read,
“It’s dark, it’s thundering,
Wind chimes making sounds,
Lights are going on and off,
Fan is spinning fast and slow.”
It remained a call in vain,
Her distress unheeded.
She lay hushed under the thundered sky,
Trussed to her cot,
With shackles of Fear;
Thick, dark, and vile!
A tear rolled gently down her cheek
Consumed post-haste by her pillow-
Sole solace in her darkest fear!