by Horror Sleaze Trash on May 10, 2013


Ameera was born in Guyana 1995 then came to Canada.

3 am

The clocks slow down

The minutes turn to hours

Everyone in their peaceful slumber

The night lays over these tired souls

As our bodies begin to rest

Our mind opens up

Finally drifting off,

The bells chime three times and my ease is no more

Avoiding this time at all costs

The ringing in my ears, sharp and unbearable

The images leap out of my head, the fear really begins.

I can feel his breath on me, metallic and hot

His hands slowly slide up my throat

Shaking, on the verge of screaming

He laughs at me, so sinister

I feel his grip tighten and his nails puncture my skin.

Choking, kicking, I know I can’t win.

No one hears me, no one sees me but him.

He leans over and kisses me softly then vanishes

Paralyzed, wide awake till the light cascades over my body

Fearfully looking at the damage

There is nothing,

Sighing defeat, my mind has won again.


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