12,12
Doors clamping as i could not find sleep
Dogs barking and trembling in the neighborhood
Lying in my bed,eyes wide open,cold feet
Like horror foot prints flashed on my walls
Frightened and terrified,could not imagine it was real
Strange hands that reached for my thighs
Fingers hurting deeply as it penetrates
So scruffy i had screamed my name
Like a rose just got dried
Freezing and loud the wind blows
My sheet squeezed l was choking
Somebody help me, i lost my voice
Could i be dreaming i asked in silence
Imaginations gone bad , thoughts were awful
felt a grasp of my neck and my eyes were red
The night was too long i could not pretend
I suddenly reached for an object to strike
Amazing, what It had become
A rod i do not want to let go
In a trance i had seen the mask
On the wrist, it was twelve past twelve
That time of that day,we met!
Roseline olajide
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