Never Shall It Appear

Woken out of a dead sleep a sudden chill settles over me lunging towards my phone 2:30 a.m. but the time isn't the only object seen His name, a name I shall never repeat, has re-appeared out of the blue. Opening the text slowly but quickly I begin reading... ...what has changed my life a tear travels slowly... ...a whimper escapes my nails begin to dig... ...and the only living organ left in my body is being ripped apart… ...sleep is forced upon me and I wish to never wake…