The Picture

I walked into the store, & I saw it, the picture that would end me. The image projected on the screen creeps up on me in the worst moments posible.

It's sinful glimmer calls out to death and reminds me of the evil, a stinging sensation started to fill my lungs... everywhere I went I saw it, every sound i heard reminded me of it. There was no way to escape the picture.

I layed in bed paralyzed by fear; I lay in my bed until I let out my last breath.