I am caught in the middle, two worlds coming into one.
Fist clenched around the blade of a knife.
Pain flowing, as blood drips down, I sit on the ground
My eyes watching the bones, of skeletons all around
Their voices, like a violent windstorm shouting me out
The only light flickering a voice from within talking
“Stay with me” Such a sweet voice, my mothers murmur.
My eyes stare at the light, feeling love coming from the warmth glow
Mind screeching to a holt, reminding me that is not my mother
An imposter holding me here hostage, since when would my mother be here?
The skeletons outside, shriek so loud, fear builds inside me
Steps across the floor, the boards bending and creaking, as the skeleton approaches me.
Confused, wild, losing control, how did the skeleton get ins here?
Bending down, it shrieks in my face, my heart stopping the room falling silent.
The only light inside, escaping through an open window.
Inviting more skeletons in, each one shrieking at me, pinning me against the floor
My mind fails, pushing me towards the exit, I see the line
Two worlds coming into one.
If I step over the pain will be gone, if I stay then pain will keep playing
My heart, my mind, my soul, a battlefield asking my why
Each one wants to decide, a path to take my body down, with me dying inside.