Seems LikeA Story by midnight reaperSeems like something is wrong. Forced into the open. The daze and dazzle the light has on eyes tainted by darkness, stumbling to find balance a stone stands in the way, descend into a well deep enough to drown. The gray smooth unemotional slabs make escape impossible only clawing as hope begins to wane. Innocence, life, will, taken in a blink. Now tears replace the clawing, the truth slowly reveals itself. Helpless How could this happen, how could this happen? I feed on you The fear that your prison brings out I feed on you The fear in your eyes just an appetizer I feed on you it's stalking in the shadows Spying, feeding off blood and fear that no longer is provided threats grow more desperate as it starves, it's pain is euphoric trail is obvious and hand felt as it holds steady the head submerged under water yet it won't prevail that is known I didn't mean it Just tried to take something to feel again, growing desperate I forced open, dug deeper and deeper blocking the screams Feed The blood The Fear All so satisfying and nothing to be done against it Grown attached and dependent on the feeling it gives It tries and it hurts The clawing has become less desperate and fighting the hand has almost ceased Feeling the strength finally leave the body it feeds again, finally It gains with every passing moment as eyes begin to weigh heavier than stones fear and blood drive it The movement stops It finally no longer hungry disappears back into the shadows to push another one into the well © 2019 midnight reaper |
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Added on September 7, 2019 Last Updated on September 7, 2019 Author
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