fauxcroft

Crackle and snap

I hear the opening act,

Somewhere in a mindset

Not defined yet,

The crackle of a fire

A snap of a neck,

In darkness there is fear

Not illuminated yet,

Somewhere in the shadows

I see menacing silhouettes,

Of all the places I have been

This is the scariest of tests,

And I wander through dark corridors

With a blood red glow,

I hear the sound of fluid as it flows,

I wonder what I’ll find

In fear what I may see,

Caught in a paradox of fight or flee,

And all the time whispers are disturbing me,

I can feel this whole place throb and seethe,

I can barely contain myself

I can hardly breathe,

I enter the epicenter of what is luring me,

Into this nightmare or is a dream

Just then what is haunting and taunting me,

Suddenly appears right in front of me

And I can’t start to even describe what I see,

Before I hear the crackle of the flames around my feet,

And the sudden snap of my neck.