I just stopped playing a video game,
The violence quite intense.
I get up from my bed to go and get a drink of water.
Walking from my room to the kitchin,
I hear the sound of rain thudding against my home,
The wind howling in the storm.
Almost to the kitchen,
Out of the corner of my eye,
I see a stranger standing outside
In the rain staring at the house,
Staring at me.
I thought I was just dreaming,
A trick upon my mind.
But as I was moving to the window I
Saw that he was staring at me.
But that didn't bother me
I'm used to being stared at for one reason or another.
What got to me however, what it was about the sranger
That pierced into me,
My very soul,
Was his eyes.
He had none.
Not that he was blind,
No, far from it.
More like staring into a
Dark,
Black,
Inky,
Abyss,
Where one could fall and never climb out,
Nor land.

I blinked
Once,
Twice,
Three times
Thinking that it was the rain or the shadows
But it wasn't.
The light was on him.
I could not doubt what I saw.
It was like staring directly at him,
With only a few feet apart.

Suddenly it hit me.
I cried and clutched at the window sill,
Every bit of heat,
Calmness,
Sanity,
It all left me as I
Realized that this person,
Staring at me,
Through all the rain,
Pouring from the heavens: Good God help me
I knew who he was,
He was me.
My pulse began to race,
My breath quickened yet I felt
like there was no air to breathe.
He just stared at me with his eyes
Of drakness,
Of hate,
Of nothing.
I cried,
I screamed for him,
For me to go away,
But he just stood there,
Staring,
Waiting.
Waiting for what?
And then he,
I spoke,
I am waiting for you.
There was no movement of his,
my mouth.
There was no need.
Why, I cried
Because you must.
No, I'll never be like you.
But you already are,
You just haven't admitted it yet.
I stared at him,
Me
For a long time.
He,
I didn't move,
His,
Mine dark, wet hair moving
Slightly in the wind.
I couldn't believe it!
Staring down at him,
Me,
Staring into those dark,
Eternally dark eyes,
I could see,
Not just him,
Me,
But me,
Him.
The fear on my face was enough
Alone to make my legs give out.
Falling upon the floor
I press my head into my hands,
Shaking.
Shaking.

Thats all there was, All I knew how to do,
Except cry
And then he,
I spoke once again
The darkness consumes your
Soul the more you fight it.
Give in, let me in!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
I stand only by Adrenlin,
And fear.
As my eyes become level with the window
I see him,
me
But he,
I, is not outside.
He,
I,
Is behind me,
Him.
To be continued......

03/03/2002

Posted on 03/03/2002
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