Exit
The EXIT sign was flickering
above the hallway door.
It was the only light within
the lonely corridor.
The flutter of the light,
it drew me like a moth to flame.
I walked along the creaking boards
as Death whispered my name.
The eerie voice, it called to me
upon the other side.
I trudged along. I had no choice.
There was no place to hide.
I felt the pull within my soul.
I had no will to fight.
Finally on the threshold:
Eyes reflecting EXIT light.
Slowly I looked downward
to the knob and saw it turn.
I felt a fire within my soul
begin to slowly burn.
I reached out to touch the knob
and tried to keep it still.
But I found I could not move.
Something controlled my will.
The voice that called my name had ceased,
and silence filled the air.
The door flew open violently,
and then I saw it there.
At first merely a shadow
in the dim and wavering light.
I stepped across the threshold,
and it slowly filled my sight.
It smiled as teeth as white as snow
reflected from the sign.
The voice it said “Welcome my child.
Your soul is finally mine”.
The flames of hell now burning bright
beyond the corridor.
It is the only light that shines
on this side of the door.
Copyright © David Irby | Year Posted 2015
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