dont be afraid

its cold bare hands
roam the body
as if it knows it like
the back of its hands.
breathe can be felt
on my neck
as it comes closer
it places its hands on my wrists
it caresses my face
as though it will never feel me again
shhhhhh
it says slowly
but surely
its cold hands
wrap so lovingly around my neck
and they squeeze
as if it was hugging
my breathe can be felt stuck
its hitched and scarce
shhhhh
it whispers as my mind
loses touch with reality.
im drowning on land
my eyes are closing
as i pretend that
the cold bare hands of fear
are not placed around my neck
suffocating me
while whispering
dont...be...afraid