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Stop this now

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Through the dark hallways of my mind I run
Searching for my place, my special place
Solitude, tranquility and comfort wait for me there
My Mothers arms, outstretched and warm
Around a bend and I am nearly home

The dark shadow is hot on my heels
Chasing me, stalking my every movement
I feel its fetid breath on my neck
I taste salt as my tears begin to flow
His voice just behind me whispering in the shadow

No! Please not today, please leave me alone
Cold clammy hands grab at my legs
Fingers clutching my thighs as I try to kick
I break free and run, faster, faster
My chest heaving, out of breath
I fall to my knees and scream for help

He is there on top of me, touching my hair
I feel the Goosebumps on my skin
And I start to sob uncontrollably
He is speaking words I do not understand
He is touching me, I have nowhere to run
No where to hide, he is everywhere

I awake in a hot sweat,
My breathing heavy
My heart racing
I look around
He is not there
But in my mind
He hunts
For me…

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  • x-Black-Butterfly-x gold member
    March 8, 2008

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    wow this brought tears to my eyes it is a painfu write which speaks so much with your words.its powerful and strong thanks bro


  • StarEyes
    February 25, 2008

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    WOW!!!!!! This is beyond words! Leaves me speechless, my dear pet! I don't know what to say, except excellent!!

    Best of luck in this contest!!


  • SeptemberFaith
    February 25, 2008
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    I entered this contest too... this is painful... too painful...

    Criss


  • WoundedAngel
    February 25, 2008

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    Oh my sweetest Simon,
    I know just what you speak
    This silent demon lies quiet,
    inside this shell of me.
    He is torment and he is torture,
    and he is abuse and he is pain.
    and he reminds me over and over again...
    Suffering in the silence of a darkness,
    where there is nothing but a place.
    Arms that cradle, but won't embrace,
    or give in to the chase and suffering.
    But know this my Simon,
    that when you are running with the fear,
    at the end of that darkness,
    I will be waiting there.
    And your arms and my arms, will entwine,
    and we will hold each other through,
    all the tears and the fears,
    and the abuse.