Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Late at night she walked outside
There wasn't a sound;
Not even a cricket in sight.
She pulled out her lighter and lit her cigarette.
The click of the lighter echoed through the dark cold night.
She looked up above as the moon shined bright;
Surrounded by stars;
She gazed at all the time;
But this time there was something different;
When she looked up she felt a twinkle in her eye.
Would you notice?
Notice me breaking…
Slowly deteriorating;
At the core
Or are you blind to the walls and paint covering it all
She yelled
            s
                a
                     v
                          e
                 ME
                   but it only
E
      C
              H
                    O
                 ­         E
                               D

                    ­         in
                      the
                              DARKNESS
                         ­ of
                            the
                            TERRORS

— The End —