same room

fear knots my guts
terror stricken
cold sweat
shaking knees

*

voices in the darkness

*

she tied a string
around my finger
a reminder
of what
is unclear

*

i remember dying
agony
convulsing
bleeding out
on the cold tile
of
the kitchen floor

*
there was no
bright light
no
choir of angels
no
pits of hell
there was nothing

*
until the voices

*

then
there was only
fear

*

we are not alone

*

i scream for help
but
no one hears
they just keep living
unknowing
that hell
is in the same
room

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