Monday, October 26, 2015

Paranoia

Paranoia 

Behind the door
I hear footsteps in the night rain
eager to discover clues 
to validate catastrophic fears.
The movie is about to begin
It's a suspense thriller.
A dark shadow
approaches from
the other side
a lover
axe murderer 
a friend 
a psychopath 
adulterer 
a robber.
Not wanting to 
break the silence to 
risk disclosing my identity
I remain silent in the dangerous tension. 
The intrigue is killing me 
without  a trace of evidence
the footsteps fade 
down the steps
 into the distant darkness.
In the morning the place will be 
swarming with cops 
knocking on doors
asking for witnesses.
Eyes  wide open
In a night-long journey 
falling asleep 
could prove fatal
steering 
head-on into an oncoming dream
I choose to remain conscious with 
reality and the suspicious encounter 
full of a strange 
enigma.

Avie.




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