Frozen in Fear

frozen in fear

Reflections in the glass, show outlines of danger and alarm

She freezes unable to look away

Should she run or should she stay

The glass now shows the outline of his face, the darkness of his eyes

She feels compelled to turn around

She’s unable to breathe or make a sound

He’s now behind her, she feels his breath, hairs on her neck now stand on end

She should have ran or screamed out loud

Instead she remains with her head bowed

As he puts his fingers round her neck, a gentle touch but no less threatening

She holds her breath and closes her eyes

Counting down to her demise.

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