Darkness

Surrounding darkness closing in on you, like death itself. Your to scared to move, as it should be. Chills run up and down your spine, playing with the hairs on your neck and spreading to each limb of your body. You've been deserted, left to die and rot. The warm tears of hope slide down your face and fall into the darkness. You hear the voices of insanity calling you, beckoning you but soon they die out and are afraid to call again. Something else is amongst you, you look around in the darkness hoping to see your nightmare that has come into existence but all you see is black. You hold your hand in front of you to guide. You walk forward and your hand hits the cold air. Something scutters by your feet and you try to scream but it won't come, it gets crammed back down your throat. Feeling escapes your fingers and toes, numbness takes over. You stop and hear a new sound, footsteps coming toward you. It stops right in front of you and you feel Its boney hand grasp your arm, no trace of flesh, icy cold and hard. It releases your arm and finds your throat. you struggle for air but with each breath you try to take Its grip gets tighter. Your tears flow faster and sting for numbness has spread through your entire body. You hear It tell you to join 'em but you can't speak or breath, you can only cry and try to pull the boney hand away from your throat but weakness has taken control and you drop to your knees as it keeps murmuring for you to join 'em. Insanity finds their voice and calls to you again and just as you're about to leave this world, you wake up, short of breath, to find Death himself at the foot of your bed ready to take you away.

*please tell me what you think*