I’m afraid of landslides
I’m afraid of death
This exhilarating feeling inside me
Is making this journey feel like a threat
I’m a regular bus traveller
But out of all the times that I’ve traveled
This one’s making me nauseous.
As I pass through the dark forest filled with spooky looking trees,
I imagine white ghosts looking at me.
This journey is gonna be long, 12 hrs or so.
I try to put myself to sleep
But I can’t .
These frightful thoughts keep hitting me
I shouldn’t have watched the news earlier
That flashed about landslides, cyclonic winds and people dying
I just hope I reach safely
I miss my dear ones badly.
I shall text them tomorrow
But for now, let me pass through this horror.