A black kiss

by Photograph My Memory   Jul 9, 2008


A black kiss; a cold whisper.
Blood shot eyes; a deadly breeze.
Laying still; limbs locked unyielding.
That sound, that frightening, fearful sound.
I dreaded it, for so long.
A loud thumping, a screeching crackle.
Will this be it?
Is this the time I've avoided for so long?
The soft whisper, telling me this is the end.
Frightened to death, sweat dripping down.
The ticking of a clock, driving my thoughts insane.
A cold laugh in the distance; a door creaking.
It's all racing through my head. Thoughts of what it should have been;
Of how I wanted it to be.
Tears streaming down my face. Oh how I need you now.
I'm never letting go; I'll beat this fear down.
We all have our fears; it's time to face them.
It won't beat me down. It will not be the end.
I can make it through this night; with a simple thought of you.
Of "us".
I shut my eyes; thinking hard.
Praying of what lies ahead; of what I need it to be.
Yet the bitter laughing in the distance continues.
The creaking, the cackling, the whispering; all still heard.
I lay there, motionless and paralyzed; gasping for breath.
The deadly night, lay silent and cold.

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