A Dark Dialogue Pt2 of 3pts

I see you there, a shadow in shadows. A form of boney limbs and pale skin your arms your ribs a cage of air. Your eye sockets stare in that deepest of depths of deathly cold light deeper still in hollow eyes, glowing weakly like a frosted candle flame. Your fingers knotty with skeletal joints, your gaze dies in its stare, your feet, caked in mud, drying as you wander in and out of the firelight. You bring the fear to light, your trance lost in firelight were no shadows dare, I watch your jaws working, a creaking noise, with a dying voice of graveyard sounds. A chill crawls up my spine, I knew you once, someone of my past, someone of love and life. your eyes watching me, I linger wishing you near…. wanting…I dare not! What I hear brings madness, n fear, your voice is bitter in its accusations, pressing my dread, I know this dream, I have dreamt, I remember the smell… Of dank soil, of damnations grave, drifting from your skin like a bouquet of the damned, I want to wake and leave these dry dreams at once! Can’t you hear me? Oh! God! Do you hear me? All I want is to be awake! I want to awaken? Can’t you hear me? Dear…..God! …and run I want to return to my sanity! NOW! Return to my small life and hide, I want my 9 to 5 and quit life…! I need to awaken, running, I think not! I turn my head there you are a heartbeat from me all my sins stand in the shadow where light does not dare! I feel your stare!