Sunday, April 29, 2012

The World Had Stopped.

The entire world had stopped.
The entire universe came to a slow.
The noises around me silenced, and nothing moved.
 Except everything moved. Everything made noise.
 Nobody else's world had stopped. Only mine.

Fear snakes in, twisting around my throat until I can no longer breathe.
 His fangs tease against my flesh, sending shivers through my entire body.
My eyes wildly search around for any source of help.
Anything to make Fear stop, anything to make the world start up again.

 Fear then matured into a terrific anxiety.
 My breaths now come out in gasps and tremors shake my body.
Tears sting my eyes and my heart now weighs a thousand pounds.
 He's clawing inside my chest, begging to get out.
The world had stopped but I didn't.

 "Why don't you run?" Pain asked.  

"Because I know you'll just follow me. Or just wait for me."

 Now she's in my stomach. She's gnawing at my liver and kicking at my ribs.
I want to keel over but I can't.
Because the World had stopped.

 "Why won't you help me?" I ask the World.

  "Because I've had a very long day and I just want some time to myself."
 The World turns around and walks away.

 Fear slips out of my ears and smokes a cigarette.
Pain crawls up to my shoulder and sits down next to him.

 "It's just us three now."  

"When will the World come home again?"

 "Only when you want her to." they tease.


Happy Sunday.

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