Footsteps in the Night

Silent footsteps in the night,

A shadow moving out of sight,

An eerie feeling in the air,

As though danger's lurking there.

A sudden rustle in the trees,

The sound of whispers on the breeze,

A chill runs down my spine,

As I realize, I'm not alone this time.

I pick up my pace and quicken my stride,

Hoping to outrun whatever's lurking outside,

But the footsteps follow, steady and strong,

As though they've known this path all along.

I turn a corner, and there it stands,

A figure shrouded in shadows and strands,

My heart races as I meet its gaze,

Wondering if I'll live to see another day.

But then it speaks, in a voice so clear,

And suddenly, there's nothing to fear,

For the stranger offers a hand of aid,

And leads me out of the darkness, unafraid.