The Nightmare of Reality -Part 1-
8/15/12
There is no escape
They say it, they whisper it softly
In the darkness, where the dripping of water is heard
Save yourself—get out while you still can!
I’m not leaving you!
You need to go. . .run
You love the chase—you’ll only catch me
And slaughter me
Slaughter…
There’s a million bloodstains in these dark cellars
How many have you slaughtered?
Slaughtered. . .
Don’t ask questions. . .just LEAVE
They are coming—I hear them
They surround us and the dripping ceases
Let me be with you
NO! Get out of here—hurry!
I love you
Stop! Please. . .I hear them coming
No. I feel them
They’re here
Invisible grinning burning our souls
Bleeding out grueling, heart-pounding fear
Stillness plundering my stricken brain
I told you to run but you didn’t listen
Listen. . .
I’m not leaving you to them
I’ll—
You won’t
I can’t fight it. . .I’m not strong
Your mask blinds you
And the blood of the innocent COMPLETES you
What have you done to them?
We’re together now
Only you and me
That’s all we ever wanted. . .needed
Needed. . .
I walk on the blood of my loved ones
Standing with the slayer
And the demons laugh as they know I am left with nobody
I’m next
Next. . .
Don’t listen to them!
GET AWAY FROM HER!
Take ME
No. . .don’t
My hands are shaking, dripping with blood
How can I not remember?
I woke to no escape
I woke to the lack of her face
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2012
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