The Fear

I see it in front of me
I'm trying to bite back the tears
I know that I must cross this pit of fright
In order to get what I desire
My own self indulgence
Spiraling myself into something that could possibly end my life.

I take one step
Try to suck in a deep breath
But my mouth is glued shut.

Overwhelming panic.

I want to turn around
But I've come too far.

My receptors have heightened
Although all I see
Is nothing but darkness.

I hear every creak of my steps
Every coarse breath passing my lungs
Every horrifying voice ringing behind my ears
That my childish imagination has created.

I try to let out a scream
But my throat had become dry with fear and the lack of what I want.
Its disembody whispers:

"I'm right behind you."

With one swift look behind me
My dark eyes widen
Goosebumps arise on my muculent skin
A scream bubbles from my lips
I sprint through the darkness.

For what seemed like hours
It was only seconds until I reached my point of safety;

The kitchen.

Without missing a beat
I flip on the light
Breath wooshing quickly in and out of my mouth.

I stare into the darkness of the living room
My eyes wide with adrenaline
And bloodshot from nervousness.

I have survived.

Acquiring my drink
A feel of triumph
Has overcome me.

However
It is cut too short.

Realization dawns on me
I am not yet safe
Once again, I must cross
This pit of fright
Against all of my fears
I flick off the lights...

Darkness.