Courtship
- Tesrin Afzal
- May 4, 2016
- 1 min read

I woke up in the middle of the dust
It was so difficult to breathe
The air so thick with the feral fear
I crawl out of bed
Blinking in the dust
Coughing up a mouthful of dark
I stand, I look up and freeze
My visions clears and my eyes bleed
I drop to the floor
The darkness walks close to me
Smirking and smiling with joy
We play a beautiful macabre dance of courtship
I scramble back, it advances on me softly
It shakes its head, smirks once more
Grabs me just as I fall into a trance
Then the pain, the loss shocks my senses The wetness embracing me in its warmth
And then I feel nothing
He came in the night
To tear my soul from my body
And I felt nothing, I felt the peace
Seep out of my core
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