Her bones brittle and broken,
Her heart beating slower and slower.
She gasps for a slight bit of breath;
Her lungs feel as though they were filled with smoke.
Blood spilling down her cheek like a waterfall.
All she can hear is an ear pitching echo of banging on a door, BANG, BANG, BANG!
The sound rang in her ears, and then silence.
It became even quieter, even more silent then the sound of a mouse creeping across the floor.
The temperature had grown cold, as if she were standing in an icy freezer.
Shivers crept all the way down her spine, her body felt lifeless leaving her utterly lonely and afraid.
The sound of foot steps dragged up the staircase, until the foot steps one after another came face to face with the door.
The door began to jiggle making her heart beat faster each millisecond.
As it slowly opened a large creak noise escaped, the noise sounded like an evil witch laughing in her ear.
There stood a six foot figure face to face with her, the shadow begun walking closer.
She then knew she wouldn't ever feel again,
And then,
Silence.
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Silence
PoetryThis poem was originally a spoken word, but I have decided to evolve my poem into something more. This poem targets powerful subjects, some audience viewers may find disturbing.
