Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ Fear ❯ Untitled ( One-Shot )

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The morning was quiet

No sound was heard

I lay in my bed in a silent sleep

I dreamt of sweet things I would wish to keep

When I was awaken by a crawling sensation

I opened my eyes to a terrifying sight

Three long and black spiders were on my bed

Crawling their way up towards me

I jumped from the bed and flew out the room

Until I reached my mothers door

Whenever I pass that house

I think of spiders all around

As I think back on that time

I see myself scared

Because of those spiders

I always have been afraid of the dark

As the years passed by

I found that spiders are not scary at all

I am somewhat grateful to the spiders

For it showed me to true fear

I learned that there are more dangerous fears

Like loosing a relative or seeing someone getting killed

I finally understand that and for showing me this

I thank the spiders for opening my eyes