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.
