Somebody there?
Pitch-black, street lights on, vision compromised, A little late than she expected to return, Just out with some friends for some fun, Heartbeat was racing with every turn, Looking behind constantly to give her mind some clarity, “No one is there, it’s all in my head.”, she told herself on every step. With every stride, she hurried, Not that far from home, she could tell. Made another turn and looked behind, Saw someone and she lost her mind, “Is he following me?”, she asked herself, Not a single optimistic thought came, She made another turn and still, he was right behind, Thought she would be tomorrow’s headline. “Should I scream? Should I shout?”, “Or should I keep walking out and about?”. She didn’t turn back the rest of the way, Kept reciting Dua’s that all she can say, Finally, she reached her home and then looked back, No one was there, oh she was glad, She questioned herself, “Was there someone or was it a delusion?”, ...