sweet dreams
03:46 tick tock tick tock tick tockonly the clock face watching me
I hear footsteps down the ally
03:49 tap tap tap on the door
I wait in fear
tick tock tick tock
03:52
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
I hear a knife blade slip the lock
Oh fuck......
I see the door slowly open
I sit rigid with terror
the masked intruder enters
walks toward me
slits my throat
worm blood spills
chills
my inside
tick tock tick tock tic..to..t...t.
I die.
Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2016-07-17 at 18:42
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