Drop of Water - Jacob Walls (ebook reader 8 inch .txt) 📗

My body shifted to the left as dread soaked

my arms in the form of sweat, pouring over my brow

revealing quiet shutters of sleep calling me back to

my rest. Voices crept into my ears draining my

reality of all that wished for my attention, hoping

for my slumber to remain at bay, again I lapsed back

into my nightmare. Quivering I grappled at my left

hand wishing for its absence, damning it for its

sacrifice and slaughter. All around blood soaked to

my skin like a fly on paper. Why? How could I have

done this? My mind searched for its answers,

wondering what evil had spoken here. Immediately I

remembered my accomplice’s presence. Where had he

gone, I longed for his companionship sealing my

paranoia in an infinite day of unrest. My forfeit

could not fall into unwilling hands, I must escape,

and I have to recover the symbol given to my brother

my harbor of truth as to the crimes we had committed.

He abandons me here to kill, to murder for his own

gain. I then saw in the corner of the room pressed

against the kitchens hardwood, his eyes red with fire

of my own judgment. In his clutches lay the key. The

one and only to my escape, I wondered for its

recovery as his words fell on my ears as honey. I

asked his name though I knew, he must tell me. His

mouth opened causing absolute revelation. “My

friend”, I felt my lips whisper as my hand drew from

my body. He stood and spoke, sending me from my

slumber. I shook my hair out wishing myself from my

dreams grasp. Standing I realized my demons identity

lay inside, wishing for its final release. My right

hand tightened into a ball as I worked its muscle

yearning to rid myself of the anarchy I held in my

grasp.

Publication Date: 04-08-2010

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