Tick Tock

My nightmares are chasing me

into my madness…

Every time the wind blows,

it carries my screams.

And as the curtains blow

the shadows dance.

They dance

to the rhythm of my heart.

Every time the clock sounds,

is another hour,

minute,

second…

Of my insanity.

Every creak,

tick,

or drip

the house makes,

drips, drips, drips,

my life away.

The creak at the door,

luring me to my madness.

Pausing…

I heard the tick of feet on the floor.

Of my nightmare coming,

pursuing me,

to confront me.

For I was to slow…