When Fear Precedes You

It is me
but I don’t know it
As I run in desperation
In the hours after dark

I run and I hear it
Keeping pace with my own.
I slow down
It slows down
I stop and it stops

“Someone’s following me — I know.”

Aided by the full moon
I turn to see
Long shadows
Of trees
Looking back at me

But I know this street.
It’s lined with tall houses
So why do the shadows show trees?

“No one,” I say with false bravado.

A few more yards
A few more heartbeats
Horrible premonition

I turn here
I turn there
Where no one awaits me
No one follows

But where I follow a gal
Who turns
And when she sees me
Says, “No one.”
And stumbles on.

…

Fear.
We need it for basic survival.
But we better learn to walk alongside it.
So please, never let it run you down or get the best of you.

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