*knock, knock*
A rapping on my door.
Turning over and sighing, i had chosen to ignore.
A quarter past three?
Who would need me?
At such an ungodly hour?
Suddenly, my tongue turned sour.
Just as I was drifting to sleep,
Another
*knock,knock*
Came thundering,
Rousing me.
Eyes snapping open,
I let out a sigh
Oh no,
oh why,
had I been chosen?
A bit dramatic, but I digress.
A little bit wary,
If I confess,
As my feet bare hit the floor,
I prayed this was a wrong address,
and nothing more.
I slowly shuffled to the door,
slowly, quietly, making sure,
they wouldn't hear me begin to stir.
Almost there, and my anxiety swelled,
tightening my chest,air un-expelled.
*knock,knock*
Impatiently now, increased in pace.
I felt the color leave my face,
as I stepped closer to this place,
protected only by wood and chain.
millions of thoughts swarming in my brain.
Through the peephole I did stare
Unaware of what waited there
On my doorstep, in the dead of night,
Preparing myself for fight or flight.
Two children, still, shadowy, dark
Eyes blank and black. The eyes of a shark.
"What do you want? How can I help?"
My voice said,
in spite of me, and itself
" Kind ma'am? Kind madam, will you please let us in?"
I dropped to my knees, realizing then
Stood there were my wee little babes
Coated in the dirt from their premature graves.
"Please, please,
leave me be,
I rid myself of you so I could be free."
I spun away, back to the door
As I heard them knock once more.
"Mama, mother, giver of life,
We've come to give you your death tonight."
The lock clicked open, small shuffling feet,
And that night, my friends, death I did meet.
