It’s amazing how quickly adrenaline can zap your heartbeat and tense your stomach when instinctual fear kicks in. A single moment of anxiety can linger for hours as the body struggles to let go of that jolt of intensity. I will most likely never know what that man was doing, standing on the corner outside of my apartment building, and I will never be able to explain why I felt such innate distrust, but I am certain of one thing: his presence had a lasting impression on me. Hours later, I’m still afraid to turn off my light and slip into the impending, terror infused dreams awaiting my psyche.
Sleep well, friends.
7 thoughts on “Primal Fear”
I think your intuition sensed something not readily recognizable. I’m sorry you experienced the fear you did approaching your apartment. You captured the experience beautifully with your poetry.
Thank you! It definitely was an unexpected experience.
Always listen to your instincts
I agree! Thanks.
Yes it is a great/unusual/original subject/emotion to describe in a poem. Great. I didn’t say that but I thought that.
Thank you! Your thoughts are much appreciated 🙂