I finally closed my eyes.
Finally left my heart vulnerable.
Left my mind open.
My body unprotected.
I could feel them close.
They where just by the door.
They were crawling.
I was smiling.
Why am I looking for pain?
They danced through the walls.
Danced like shadows.
Danced like ghosts.
Time ran slowly.
Patiently they waited.
Waited until the darkest point.
The darkest point of the night.
Midnight.
Midnight arrived.
They floated above me.
They observed my innocent expression.
They smiled.
As the same as me.
One by one they attacked.
It was over.
I had lost the fight.
They had won.
I didn't fight back.
They started by a scratch.
A shot of pain.
Small but powerful.
They cut my wrists.
A rush of adrenaline.
Am I dying?
Not yet.
I'm still feeling.
Feeling how they torture me.
They can kill me now.
But they don't.
They want me to suffer.
But its a nightmare.
I'm not actually suffering.
Their hands took my neck.
I choked in pain.
My eyes swung open in horror.
Their claws.
The sharp claws against my skin.
My warm blood seeing the light.
They enjoyed my pain.
And I did too.
My body arching.
They weren't going to stop.
And I didn't want to.
The thought of death.
The smell of fear.
All happening inside my head.
It will end soon.
The most painful part was coming.
It was going to happen now.
They all attacked at the same time.
Biting.
Scratching.
Cutting.
Kicking.
I smiled through the pain.
