Paranoia written by Anne G at



written by: Anne G



Knock Knock,

who can it be?


Knock Knock,

I cannot see.


Who’s there?

I do not know.

My heart is pounding

my blood congealed

I’m so afraid

I barely breathe.


Knock Knock,

please leave I’m scared.


It’s time to pray

to live once more

another day.


Knock Knock …

the pounding stops.


Is it just Fear

or is Death here?


Paranoia wins again.

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