By Mann Sharma
Sound fades out
The lights have been dead for a while
Thoughts have given to fatigue
Fear strikes as I cave in
Draw in a cold breath
As a cold hand touches my back I'm losing all heat
I'm losing all sight and sense
Do I fight this feeling?
Do I start to run again?
Instincts take over and mind wanders
Through the same hallways
Across the same room
Peaking around the same corner
I hear it again
I see it again
I'm in the zone again
Confident this time around
A light is on my back and I feel it burn
By Mann Sharma
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