Entering into the dark tunnel,
You stumble along,
The uneven ground. While
Tracing your hand along the wall.
Hoping that nothing awaits you,
Inside. You try adjust your eyes,
So you can see better in the dimness.
You hear something rise from
Somewhere around you. But from where,
You cannot tell. You turn about, facing
All the directions around you. As you
Face towards the entrance, you hear it,
Again, loud, crisp, almost in your ear.
But you still cannot see it.
Your hair stands on end, as you whip around,
Hoping not to come face to face,
With something in the form of a dark shadow.
Holding your breath you catch an unfamiliar
Whiff of something foul. Something strange.
You try to say something, but all that comes out,
Is a coarse rasp from your throat.
Then you hear it, a little further off then you
Would have thought. Thump, thump.
It sounds like padding hitting the ground,
You realize that whatever t is, in the tunnel
With you, is much larger then yourself.
With that noticed, you turn and run,
Leaving the tunnel behind, with it's darkness.
Suddenly, you open your eyes.
You're laying in you very bed, gasping
For air. As you ponder what you had
Just experienced, it hits you, like a
Freight train. It was a dream, where you
Were actually face to face with not a
Monster, but your very self.
(written October 22nd, 2010)
