Can you feel how heavy the air is.
breath shallowed by fear
heart racing, and about to explode
the pain in my stomach grows to stabbing proportion..
words that want to come slip from my grasp
face down in mud and dirt
the blade glistening in moolight
as its pressed against my kneck
you sick fuck infecting my every thought
destroying the vessel that i called mine
taking what was never rightfully yours
screams of horror off in the distance.
silent killer, escapes reality through inexistance
knife in hand, ready to slit the throat of innocents
conflicted and terrified
my thoughts drift to a place where i am safe
only moments pass but it feels like hours
my body and soul ravaged to their very core
this morbid erotic connection is at its end
for a moment i almost wish it wasn't
awake in darkness swallowed by utter desperation
still feeling your hot breath in my skull
and cold seraded edge against my jugular
was this a dream or of real existance?
a smile of relief spreads across a tear soaked face
that believes this nightmare is finally over.
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Brandi S. Weaver
December 29, 2009