I don’t even

But it is a little odd

Long ragged breath

Stale icy air

Soft whispers

Quiet footsteps

From all around

In absolute blackness

Failing heart

Hand fumbling

Groping for the switch

Heightened terror, yet relief

Feel of the plastic

Flick of the switch

Now flooding light

Driving out darkness

All save one

The room empty

Just thoughts

Yet scared even more;


 

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