Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Nightmares

I didn't really know why I was here but I had to stay.  I couldn't remember where I could go to get home if I'd ever even had one.  This was a nice place to live and I had friends.  But we all held secrets.  Secrets so deep and dark if we were to ever even tell our closest friend, that would be our last breath.  The last sentence we ever spoke.  We all worked together but then some of us worked alone.  Betrayal wasn't an option because we had no one to betray.  You could try to get out but you'd never see the glimmer of light coming into this dark place.  Believe me, I've looked.  I've spent hours in the night avoiding the dreams.  I can't help but think that they are real.  They seem like a life I've already lived.  They make me want to leave and it's hard to stay.  Curiosity can't get the best of me.  The only thing I have to lose is my life.  I'm not sure if this life is worth living.  I'm trapped and I can't get a moment alone even when I'm the only one there.  My thoughts are on chains.  I can only think this way at night.

1 comment:

  1. "My thoughts are on the chains." I love that line! It's mysterious, creepy, but doesn't give it all away. Nice writing, Olivia.

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