Hands shaking, heart breaking,

I slide my key into the lock, opening the door.

Slowly, I walk inside,

Fighting a fear I have never known before.

Immediately, I am assaulted with a smell

Which my brain immediately knows, is death.

My heart, however, cannot accept this.

It fights for a different reason,

For this unknown scent assaulting me.

Slowly, I climb the stairs,

Calling your name.

I hesitate in front of your door;

Knowing that once I open it

My life will be changed forever.

I turn away, wanting to walk away

Not able to confront what awaits me.

Finally, I knock, and call “Baby?”

My hand reaches for the doorknob,

Time has slowed, to a point

Where I feel as if I am underwater,

Living a never-ending nightmare.

This can’t be real.

Against my will, I push the door open.

And, as I inherently knew –

Your life, and mine – is over.

 

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