seabird15

The other night I had a dream. . . Though I wouldn't call it a dream but more of a nightmare. It was like any other night I went to bed at nine o'clock. At first I thought that I was still awake. . . Until I saw him or it. I only noticed him standing at the end of my bed because of the color of his skin or lack there of. His skin was white so white and it seemed to almost glow in the pitch black darkness of my room. The man was hunched over his arms were loosely held out and hand dangled towards the floor.        I stared at his thin almost naked body. . . His ribs cage jutted out like his very bones were trying to escape from his body. Sti

twisting. . turning. . tangling. . bound my fate. . tighter, and tighter still, above and below, in and out, weaving. . eternal. .