WHILE TRAVELLING

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.