3.25.2006

Movement in the dark

Silence
Its mind numbing
Blood runs cold
There’s nothing
It’s the mind playing a trick
Too quiet
Something’s wrong
Shaking
Filled with dread
“ its just my mind”
Overload.
Crash!
Unable to move
Muscles tense
A shadow
Floating
It cant be
A glitter in the dark
Spray of darkness on the wall
Silence.

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