The nightmare: Hands

12 Aug

Scratch scratch scratch.

Hear the crack of Thunder

alone in the dense darkness,

be careful not to plunder.


Toss toss turn.

Shut the world out in the dead of night

don’t open your eyes, keep them shut.

Try to get to sleep and carry on the fight.


Shout shatter scream.

Don’t let the nightmare close in,

focus now, the trees wooden tendrils

scratching the window, jagged and thin.


Tap tap tap.

Straining the thin glass panels,

hearing it smash, break it all up.

Fear, try not to dampen the flannel.


Pant pant pant.

Reaching out to you clawing,

try not to scream as the hands wrap around.

Can you feel them gnawing?


This is my response to today’s daily prompt: hands


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