Right Place Wrong Time
On this particular night
it was very hot,dark
not even the moon or stars
were available to provide light.
There was absolutely no trace of a breeze
to brush against the trees.
This made the air very thin,
and very tuff to breathe.
So then only sounds you would hear,
were your thoughts racing wildly
through your head and the air
that weighs heavy in your lungs.
As you try running faster and faster,
without tripping or even looking back,
sweat is now pouring down your face
like molten lava with fear of whats behind you.
But as you get closer,
your sweat is now blinding you
with such uncontrollable burning,
that you try to scream,
but your screams have no sound.
Then from out of no where
you hear the sounds of people laughing,
but the laughing is quickly muffled
by your exhausted lungs.
Your then turn your head
cautiously behind you
without looking too fast
avoiding being notice.
But it's too late
they're already see you.
You try to speak but your words
are quickly frozen in mid sentence
So you try to move
but to no avail because,
you're stuck in fear like quick sand.
Then without warning,
there was a very distant beeping sound.
And before you knew it,
your eyes open very slowly
that's when you realize
your alarm was going off.
And the laughing you heard,
was the people on the TV that you left on all night.
Copyright © Mark Gravett | Year Posted 2014
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