I joined a writing group and received my first writing prompt. I could write a poem, story or just a few sentences.
I was so frightened that I...
I was so frightened that I closed my eyes
and for a moment thought I might be dead
I didn't shiver or shake or speak or slur
or listen with my head
I walked blindly with eyes halfway closed
braver at a faster pace
Running is not my cup of tea
I expect to lose every race
But at the end there is a place for me
where life is fast and love is slow
it's scary when you don't wish to see
what your heart should always know