The Cold Wind

Pic by: DarkJade

Walking in the dead of night,
The silence is deafening,
Whispers howled and growled,
Making such frightening sound,
Your ears wandered around,
Searching for a glimpse of shadow,
You see everything,
but there was nothing.

Your bones ached,
and your skin burned,
The unseen being, teasing and laughing,
Making fun of your presence,
Pushing you back and forth,
Until you stumbled on your feet.
You hear everything,
but there was nothing.

Iera Stilinski