i want to hear you say it.
speak your truth.
tell me you hate me.
tell me you need me.
am i making you cringe yet?
laying there in the dark, she sensed everything.
she could hear the faint ticking of the clock in the next room.
the television was a soft fuzz that filled the empty sound space.
her mind was blank.
she was emotionless as she tossed and turned in that cold empty bed
is this what being alone feels like?
the phone rings and it rings but she can't pick it up, her arms are so heavy.
why are they so heavy?
two calls.
three calls.
the horrid sound stops.
she sighs a breath of relief.
"i'm terrified."
barely a whisper, no more then a moan
words escaped her dry cracked lips.
escape.
so simple, so effortless.
but that's not what she wants.
in her dreams, there are so many faces.
she can feel all the eyes staring her down.
what will happen? what will she do next?
nothing.
Monday, August 23, 2010
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