The Madness in the Emptiness

The Madness in the Emptiness

A Poem by Tara

I opened my eyes and saw white
I was stood there
In my night clothes
Alone
I turned around
All I could see was white
Nothing else
No end 
No beginning
The only sound
Was my breathing
Frantically I whimpered
I wanted to run
But where?
I wanted to curl up in a ball
But why?
I wanted to call out
Who else was out there?
Was this Death?
No, was this Hell?
It was different to what I expected
A flash of red
NO
Two red eyes
A shadow flit past
Was it a shadow?
Breathing on my neck
No one there
Echoing laughter
From every direction
I screamed
I tried to sit up
But the holds on the bed 
Held me down
I saw two concerned eyes
I blabbered on about what I saw
The man in white shook his head
He turned to his colleague
The other sighed
And pulled out a needle 
It pierced my skin
I didn't care
They needed to listen!
There was something out there
Out in the white 
The red eyes 
The eyes followed me here
The men walked out
Looking at a clipboard
I screamed for them to stop
They ignored me
And left me in the room
I felt sleep suddenly come over me
I opened my eyes and saw white 

© 2012 Tara


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beautiful write--a most splendid piece for sure !

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow! This was an amazing flow of imagery and suspense. It makes me wonder what had transpired that led to this scene and what might happen after. Great Ink!

Aaron

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A never ending cycle!

Actually sat forward. QUite suspenseful ^_^

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on December 2, 2011
Last Updated on November 9, 2012
Tags: White, Madness, Death, Asylum, Red

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Tara
Tara

Cardiff, United Kingdom



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