Nothing box overflows

 

My nothing box

is no longer silent,

there are voices inside,

and they are becoming

increasingly violent.

There are howls and curses,

growls and worse.

Someone must have released

these creepy sounds

into my peaceful sanctuary

whilst my back was turned,

like a hive of bees

thirsting over my sanity.

 

Music box echoes eerily

across this normally silent room.

Once the music stops,

creepiness ramps up

in my nothing box,

hidden in the gloom.

Then shrieking screams boom

from behind, in front

inside, above,

like a thousand cats

all craving one scrap of meat.

 

My nothing box overflows

creepy sounds oozing

with nowhere to go,

an infected pulsing internal spot,

blistered thoughts

caught against the edges

pushing to get out,

where they came from

is a mystery.

The nothing box

should always stay empty.

 

My nothing box

is no longer safe.

It's full of

demonic waifs and strays,

all trying to make my stay

more unpleasant

than a hell bound holiday.

I could weld the doors shut tight

but where would I visit

on those long, lonely nights

where my battery is drained

and I'm surrounded by darkness,

just needing a light.

 

 

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