Glimmer Before An Awakening

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Catacombs…. they glimmer

From the rising sun to dawn

Cold and weak

Skin on the solid stone

Fingernails… they bend to crawl

Your eyes…. they cannot focus at all

Whimper takes a small echo

No one can hear

Voice whispers….

The wolf answers

By sinking his fangs in the flesh

Rapid heart beat wakens

There, lying on a bed

Headed to the catacombs

Fading light

Howls become quieter

The sheets soaked with a stain of red

One last rapid heart beat

Wakening

Eyes focusing in

Skin on soft sheets

From the rising sun

You wake

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet
8/13/15

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