I opened the door,
as to not make a sound.
looked in,
looked around.
Unintrigued, i leave.
my foot-steps,
deciphering the floor.
-as to not disturb the ground
anymore then i already have.

Then upon my exit; a KNOCK.
no more profound then a tick from a clock.
Yet my heart.. it stopped.
As this sense
traveled to my heart...then
through my spine.... then
found its way into my mind.
(it crept through my neck, ever so slowly)
-as to not be detected: as a shift in self.

This slow cultivating fear.
This knocking, ticking at my ear.
Its message so clear-
"Get the **** Out of Here."
But as I tried to steer
my body through
the corridor adjacent.
Something flipped a latch,
threw me down the basement.

It was so dark.
My God, who knew
such absence of light
was existent.?!
I tried to fight,
yet, my body it resisted.
Running through my head (or what was left)
I woke in bed. (scared to death)
And now,
I'll never leave the lights off again
Reaching for the sun
one may forget
the feet which
ground him
Last edited by bigbirdfan at Mar 31, 2011,