Within Reach

There’s something in the darkness with me,

It’s rotten and feted, yet living, I can tell.

I can’t breathe for fear of letting it know,

Each rise of my chest brings it closer still.

A rasping shadowy form.

 But it knows I’m here, already so,

the glowstick in my hand makes sure it knows.

Sometimes I can see the glow, reflected in hollow eyes.

But I’m trapped down here,

Down a deep, deep dark well.

And there’s no chance I’ll ever get out,

So I’ll breath one more breath, and then close my eyes.

And accept that I won’t live to see the dawn.

-M.E. InkOwl


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