I lay in bed exhausted from working the late shift,
My mind slowly empties of thought until all goes black,
So tired not even a dream interrupts my coma like sleep,
My body collapses as I count the last sheep,
Moulded into the old worn mattress my body fits like a glove,
Then a touch wakes me up and its not from a love,
In an old hotel room with windows and doors completely locked,
I feel the bed post lightly get knocked,
Frozen with fear I cant breathe and I cant move,
It touches me again and I sense certain doom,
Terror climbs into my mind and makes my skin crawl,
I lay there waiting for the end as the grim reaper comes to call,
Soon the touching ends and the fear subsides,
Slowly I move looking with eyes open wide,
My breathing almost normal and my heart slows back down,
My shock almost over as my feet touch the ground,
I search under the bed and check all of the doors,
Everythings locked but I keep looking some more,
In the bathroom and behind the curtain I peer,
Nothing at all, not one thing to fear,
I finally realize I wasnt alone,
An angel made contact but I froze like a stone.
Originally Posted On Site: 2007-06-27 01:30:46
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