Eyes closed, I lay,
sleep not far away.
Sirens' call
singing to me.
Inviting me to fall.
Then suddenly a jolt,
room lurches.
Electricity crashes
like a lightning bolt
as arms start
to pull me deep.
My bed is devouring me
like a ravenously hungry beast.
Heart beats
out of rhythm.
I start to regret this decision.
The duvet covers me,
a funeral shroud
of angry billowing clouds.
Stormy sounds
as the arms grip tightly around.
Pulling me deeper down.
Body is rigid,
if I move
I'll shatter into pieces,
like fragile ice, or a glass mirror
with a cracked surface.
I see a vast chasm of mattress,
high sided, Icy chill pulling me.
Distressed,
not dressed for the occasion.
I feel hands press down on me,
like a hydraulic crusher,
pushing me further.
Lead weight, I feel lightheaded,
but my body aches
under the pressure.
The fingers tear
at my skin as I'm sinking.
Blood splits
through the wounds inflicted.
I can't make out my room,
or my own existence,
like a faded memory,
or a dream
way off in the distance.
The hands paw over my face,
I glance above one final time.
Through clawed fingers I see,
the love of mine,
her hands pressing down,
choking me.
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