A Living Nightmare
Crimson colored floor
Stained from the night before
Eyes frozen wide open
Just like he left the front door
Fear is consuming,
Slowly shredding my mind away,
Pieces of my life fall before me,
As I idly start to decay.
Copyright © Sara Phillips | Year Posted 2010
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