Mewling Fear: A Question

Darkness engulfed me I struggled to adjust to the shadows blinked when my vision brought to light— an empty room, rumpled sheets of an unmade bed a tear-stained pillow where I'd laid my head There was a wooden luster on the furniture I sniffed the unmistakable church scent of candles six long white tapers on two candelabra My fingertips smoothed white satin beneath me Thoughts began to drift, sifting through... what? I was carrying the weight of an albatross My back bent from the burden held too long Something was wrong A mewling of fear formed a question that I dared not ask In my ear, a whispered hisssss "Go ahead and asssk it. It'sss commonplace." A voice without a face— disappeared without a trace My submissive nerves feigning bravado I tried to rise but curdled There was a hurdle of some sort in my way Eyelids too heavy to open My arms reach to set me free but I cannot move No words escape on my tongue I cursed the albatross that held me down Away from me, I wanted it flung I searched to find courage to ask if I was facing death or a demon's call.... In my ear, a whispered hisssss "Go ahead and asssk it. It'sss commonplace. Asssk the question if you dare." That voice without a face— disappeared without a trace I felt a kiss upon my cheek from trembling lips that did not speak That pungent scent of too many flowers should've had me suffering a headache Had I been resting here for hours? "If this is not a dream then tell me...." I beseeched But the world was out of reach Thoughts abandoned me I tried to feel a pulse, a heartbeat— There was another kiss Tears on my cheek, but not my own I froze at the sound of another hissss