Cold sweats...
her slumber stirs;
moths trapped inside ribcage
Iced finger-tips trace down her spine
...she waits
Breath quick;
eyes tightly shut
...paralysed; struck by fear
Heartbeat amplified; deafening
...he's near
Clutching
her heart in throat...
her sanity unfurls
Draws blood with fingernails... her screams
...unheard
Day dawns
the night has gone
...she lies in ashen grace
Cold...yet clearly her fear still etched
on face
© Debbie Razey 2014
Art by Maja Topcagic
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