Sinister

Everything is cold, the type of cold that digs itself deep into the depths of your bones. It’s dark, darker than any stormy night. The only sound is a small whisper of your frail, little heart. Your breath comes in sharp but weak waves, tears stain your face like an endless creak. Your head spinning like a hurricane of emotions and thoughts. Just when you think you’ll be swept away by your hurricane of chaos, someone rips you away. All your senses goes numb, it takes a bit to register your surroundings. It’s him, again. The one causing all your pain. He throws you down, and you feel your arms shake as you beat at his chest. You feel that frostbitten cold seep in, with an extra bite of panic and disgust. You feel ever so weak, but you manage to muster every ounce of yourself you have left and fight back. He grabs your neck and pushes his monstrous, slimy body against you. He opens his mouth in a sinister smile, you can see each of his pointed teeth. You still try to fight, but it’s useless. His smile grows, knowing what is to come, as you slump in defeat. You lay there completely numb and distant while he does away with you. You close your eyes as you run the last bit for tears silently down your face. You remembrance of the olden times, the warm and safe times. His howl brings you back to reality, it’s too much to bare. Everything shatters, your heart goes into a deep freeze, and shatters into dust as he tries to obtain it. There is nothing more left of, just an empty carcass that’s so tainted with beauty and bruises.