George C. Biester

Alone in the dark.

I haven\'t written in a while.

Probably because my hands have been bound by the paralyzing and looming anxiety and desperate thoughts that consume me daily.

Lately they have been worse. 

Sometimes they hide, and I forget about them, but they are giggling while they stare at me from around a corner, waiting for me to stumble past them in the dark so they can let out a sudden shriek that catches me by surprise and scares the shit out of me. 

It always works.

I wish they would just go away!

 

Wait! 

No! 

On second thought. dont go.....

If you go I will be alone again....

Stay....

Please?