They know what I’m afraid of.
I can see a disturbed face.
It shines through darkness.
It gives me chills.
As my eyes adapt to the dark.
I see each bump on my arms.
Strange noises come to my ears rapidly
Like a child crawling for candy.
It’s their anthem.
But it isn’t the normal beautiful type of anthem.
The rhythm has weird noises, like a broken cello when played.
A rocking chair moves along, it is their lord.
Their director.
My mouth is drying.
I can feel cracks opening inside of my mouth.
Something is getting closer and closer to me.
Each second is turning into minutes.
I feel like hours have passed.
All my mind can do is think.
Think about what is coming to me.
A vigorous smell comes inside my nostrils.
From there I can feel it moving up my brain.
The scent is tiring me
But I have to be strong.
Trying to look for the closest exit.
Walking around is my best chance.
Though it is very hard..
So I walk touching the furniture.
I touch something.
It almost burns me.
I am so terrified
There is no more blood in my veins.
Only the venom of fear.
Running for my life, I trip on something.
Waking up, I am sobbing.
But then I remember.
This was just a dream.
A memory that reminds of the time I had this fear.
I am a tornado.
Strong winds knocking you down.
You’ll be surprised of how strong I can be.
Strong I’ll be.
Just try me.
You may think that I come and go.
But I’ll always be there.
Closer than you think.
I am a tornado.
I might not do anything.
Yet!
Don’t try to shut me down.
I’ll come back around.
I am a tornado.
When I’m done with you.
You’ll be next to Dorothy.
Far far away.
Beyond the rainbow.
In a dark place.
Try me.
You’ll not be able to see me.
For my rushing winds are very fast.