The Dark Room*
I’m trapped in a dark room,
No windows,
No doors.
I covered every inch with my bare finger tips
And nothing.
There is no escape.
Then I hear it,
The scraping of feet
Coming closer.
I begin to panic because I know what it is,
I know what is coming for me.
And I’m terrified...
I scoot back quickly but quietly
Hoping he, it, won’t hear me.
I begin to hyperventilate and cover my mouth.
Where is my inhaler?
Will it hear me?
It creeps closer,
Close enough I can hear it breathing.
I hold my breath...
*scrape, scrape.*
6 feet....
*Scrape, Scrape.*
1 foot....
*SCRAPE, SCRAPE.*
6 inches....
—————
Shit.
Then I feel it’s large hot hand wrap around my throat
Picking me up to smash me into the wall.
I fight with every ounce of strength in my body,
But it’s not enough.
He’s too strong....
Then he releases.
I get up and start to run, splotches at the corners of my vision,
Only to smash into a wall.
I turn to my right and run again.
Another wall.
I turn right once more and still hit a wall.
I turn right for the last time
As I run I start to think I’ll get out
Then I smack face first into another wall.
I’m trapped...
No, this can’t be.
There’s gotta be a way out
Then it hits me...
Why is it so quiet?
Where did it go???
I cover my mouth once more.
Five minutes pass and not a single sound.
I wrap my arms around my knees
And just as I start to feel safe once more
It picks me up and drops me on its knee.
I fall to the floor out of breath and unable to move
Theres severe pain coursing through my body
I throw a punch and it hurts like I’ve hit something.
I do it again, and again, and again.
Then it raises it’s large dark fists
And drops them on me like a ton of bricks
And I am awoken...
(2015)
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