Hitchhiker

The barrier between worlds has grown thin

But a diaphanous haze holding

I

Fear

That something

Some

Thing

Has taken hold of me

Attached it's self

As I was passing back through into this waking nightmare

I can smell it

All over me

A smell of tar

Bubbling in the pits

With a hint of the rot and decay of those that they have kept

I can hear it

Here

It's footsteps

Dragging heavy across the floor

Punishing me as I lay in forced stillness

The growing shadow now looming ever close

My breath has been stolen

My heart has been skipped by it's own beat

It is coming

It has come to drag me back down to the hell from which I just escaped

I

Can

Not

Go

Back

With every piece of strength that I can muster

I throw myself forward to bare sight to whatever thing has invaded me

Nothing

No

Thing

As if smoke from a cigarette

It has exhaled from my witness

I lunge to turn on the light

Freeing the corners

Unsatisfied

I move from room to room until all are lit

Still, I feel it lurking

Watching

Keeping still

Until my mind wanders

I sit

I wait