August 15, 2011
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
I blink once,

an hour passes.

I blink twice,

hardly a second has gone by

The silence creeps into my ears, whispering.

I blink thrice.

Out of the darkness,


twisted and disfigured,

stare back.

Eyes darting back and forth,

Their blood stained hands reach forward.

I cover my face,

but you can't hide from imagination.

Are you afraid of the dark?

Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback