titelloos gedichtje...

A flash
he opens his eyes and looks
there’s nothing there for him to see
but he feels there’s something and
it’s giving him the creeps
A sound
he turns his head and searches
there’s no one there but he knows there is
someone talked to him
with a voice he heard before
he recognised it
A word
he wakes up and watches the wall
two eyes stare at him
a mouth opens and screams
he doesn’t want to listen
but the voice penetrates his ears
he has to obey
there is no choice
A knife
he realizes what he’s doing and stops
watches the bloody scars on his arms
and he wonders why
this isn’t him, no
but it is his body
A light
he closes his eyes and turns his head away
there’s something there he doesn’t wanna see
a hand’s reaching out for him
but he does not grab it
it grabs him
and takes him away
into the darkness



[Dit bericht is aangepast door *pixie* (04-09-2001).]

[Rosie]

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