The Sunken Place

Deep in the pit of nowhere

Falling

Slowly descending deep within myself

Reaching for air

Nothing to hold onto

A place of

Deep

Dark

Sorrow

Then something strange occurs

My body moves

But I am not the one at the wheel

And yet it moves

As if driven by some dark consciousness

An evil thing

Using my body for its own sick pleasures

But I am no puppet

And I will not relent

My imagination burns

I crawl through the dark

At first slowly

Pushing through inky molasses

Then faster

Then at break neck speed

And whatever demon makes my body move

Know that I am coming for you

And you will know…

Fear

END