Hallow Hands On a Hallow Man
Its dark and quiet. My room seems so vacant. I can feel someone clawing to the front of my mind. Please dont visit me tonight. Im not sure how much more I can take. Its almost like you enjoy destroying me each and every night. It begins...My walls seem to melt into fog. Im left sitting on this bed that seems miles wide. Maybe your just up a little further. I walked till my feet gave out from under me. I crawled on hands and knees ( nothing new about that) for what seemed like forever. Then I see you. Holding you is all I need tonight. Your sleeping. I dont want to wake you. I reach out to touch your skin. As soft as an angel...then my hands wrap around your throat. I scream at them to let you go. My hands wont listen. Please angel, push me, hit me, do anything to get me off of you. Fight back! Please! I cant do this. I cant be doing this! Your cold to the touch now. My hands release their grip from your neck. I push the hair out of your face. You are so beautiful. My hands finally reach to hold you, but my walls begin to fade back into view. My bed has ends. It was all a dream. I reach to wipe the tears from my face.....cold hands?