A voice is slipping slightly into my head.

Whispers… sounds and words beyond understanding.

The tone is raising step by step,

the words are starting to make sense.

A sense of horror is sneaking around the corner,

filling my heart with freezing drops.

Numbness embraces my limbs

when I see the half-open door.

Slightly ajar door –

the mother of all fears.

What’s behind it is unknown

and not knowing makes me shiver.

The voice – it’s not inside my head.

It’s coming out of the darkness

behind the door that isn’t closed.

The ghosts of all fears.

I climb the stairs one by one.

With each stair closer to the door.

My heart is shrunk to pin size.

One step closer to the dark.

One step closer to the ghosts,

the voice of the unknown is calling me.

Cold wind blows from the door

and hits my bloodless face.

My eyes get wider,

a scream is struggling to get out.

But all that’s coming out is loud breath –

I simply don’t have strength to scream.

I close my eyes and step inside,

waiting for the unknown to hit me.

Then the truth of the reality strikes –

no door, no voice, no darkness.

I nightmare just passed by to say “hello”,

leaving only sweat and lack of breath.

And fear that was so big,

that I simply start to scream.