Broken Bones and Weakened Cries
Stumbling through the empty dark corridors.
My hands grip the walls.
My breath, heavy.
Sweat swept down my face.
Voice echoing,
I jolt around.
Empty, clear, nothing.
‘Where was she?’
I grasp my chest.
My heart beat ever soft.
Thump after thump.
The blood pulsing to my wounds.
My broken leg slides.
My eyes blur.
A little giggle goes off.
‘Come out and show yourself!’
I look up from the floor.
As there is the door.
Knowing only a little bit more.
Having to endure this deep sore.
But as I take one last step,
there she is.
“Where do you think your going?”
My hands grip the walls.
My breath, heavy.
Sweat swept down my face.
Voice echoing,
I jolt around.
Empty, clear, nothing.
‘Where was she?’
I grasp my chest.
My heart beat ever soft.
Thump after thump.
The blood pulsing to my wounds.
My broken leg slides.
My eyes blur.
A little giggle goes off.
‘Come out and show yourself!’
I look up from the floor.
As there is the door.
Knowing only a little bit more.
Having to endure this deep sore.
But as I take one last step,
there she is.
“Where do you think your going?”