I awake to darkness, it's cold and I can't move. A musty, damp odor fills my nostrils. I can just hear someone speaking. What's that they are saying...? It's my eulogy!
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#31CreepyWords 2016
PoetryRanked #55 in Poetry 10/24/16 I was tagged to participate in the 2016 #31CreepyWords challenge. Doing the first one was so fun I thought I would do a few more. I hope to be uploading one everyday in October. Hope you enjoy them. :) Ranked #55 in...
Trapped
I awake to darkness, it's cold and I can't move. A musty, damp odor fills my nostrils. I can just hear someone speaking. What's that they are saying...? It's my eulogy!