I saw him last night
He was in my room
Or in my mind
It's all the same anymore
And his eyes were closed
The way they were
When my knife thrust through his heart
But I knew beneath
Lay the black bleak pits
That threatened to swallow
My bright existence
And he spoke
In that same sadistic voice
He only used with me
But I deigned not to divine his meaning
-You're gone- I told him quietly
-You died I saved myself-
My voice rising steadily
Yet he remained
I knew not why
But suddenly my fluttering heart
Just gave up
I cared not what he did to me
Death I would greet freely
More than him that scared me
But on this night all passions
Fair or foul
Drained from my soul
-You win- I whispered to him
-You win-
Like that
The specter disappeared
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Inside the Asylum ✓
Short StoryA teenage girl murders her brother, forcing her into the local asylum. But what if she's not really crazy? One tragedy. One girl. Four white walls. Welcome to the Asylum. [a poetic short story] **Awards** 1st in Short Story - The Champ Easter Award...
