I feel stiff and stuck and frozen.
The only movement I have that shows any sign of life
is blinking my emotionless eyes
as they stare into the distance
secretly watching the hell in my mind replay itself over and over.
If the eyes are the windows to the soul
today my eyes are deep dark chasms filled with even darker fears of what lies beneath.
I am trying to exist in a world I helped create
and now have no control over.
I feel completely alone,
but I am not.
Just off in the distance I can hear something
Something trying to hunt me.
Something that will scare me,
and leave me maimed and broken
…if I survive at all.
About the Author: Elisa Ashley
Elisa writes a personal blog (ElisaAshley.wordpress.com) in return for Ho-ho's and Banana Colada Fuze, ghostwrites for her daughter Abigail at The Abby Gales (www.abbyrory.blogspot.com) and also played the part of Ginger on Whisk-ers In Kitchens (www.whiskersinkitchens.wordpress.com). She is currently a full-time mom, part-time student, and part-time photographer. She resides reluctantly in Alabama with her invisible friends and itchy shutter release finger.