Inside

 

The door creaks.

Opens the bunker, this shelter inside.

This peaceful slumber over which I preside.

A squealing sound

like pigs shrieking

and again, the door is creaking.

It makes my heart jump into my throat,

choking me of the air I need

to breathe.

A thief, it takes my breath,

and I'm almost scared to death.

 

I turn to look, but there is nobody there,

an empty space, despair permeates the air.

No-one could have gotten past me so briskly,

I think as I glance around quickly.

I fear,

I'm starting to appear slightly weary.

If I am alone

then what are those sounds I hear?

The voices that chill my bones,

are they just my brain playing tricks on my ears?

 

The sound, saying my name,

I hear it over and over,

again, and again.

It reverberates around my head,

against the window frame.

Just my name but with a wicked lisp

like a lizard licking his lips,

it rips the air around my bed.

I just want this to be over I scream

until my vocal cords are red.

 

I can't escape, it is inside, within,

internally communicating.

Head spinning.

Just have to bestride this terrifying ride

there is nowhere left to hide.

Nowhere to run, 

all the doors could be leading 

to the beast that has my head spun.

So, I sit awaiting my fate.

I close my eyes 

and feel hot breath evaporate on my face.

 

 

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