Dark Side of Imagination

I am Alone. And I am Scared.

I stand here in the Dark

With my mind.

My mind is Anxious,

My mind is Obsessive,

My mind won’t stop.

I stare out at

the Nothing,

yet my mind sees something,

and it’s coming.

It’s coming for me.

It creeps up near me.

I stare…

I stare…

It is on me-

Cold blood goes

through my veins.

I look into its eyes

-Blackness.

I try to breath

but there is no air.

It looks at me

and I fall.

It does not touch me,

only stands there.

So, I lay here forever

feeling its breath on me,

unable to move-

damned.