Paranoia

Nerves are clenched, teeth grit.
Hands are ready, cautious feet.
Veins are pulsating, muscles tensed.
Ears are open, eyes are scanning.
One step after another.
Inhaling slowly and deeply.
You veer round...

...all is quiet on the Western front.
You search, and then move on.
The next corner awaits to surprise you.

(2000)


When your walking alone at night or in a dark area, do you ever get paranoid someone might just jump out at you and attack you?