Eyes

 
I can feel his eyes on me...
Even now they put hell in my grasp.
They burn through me shaking me awake from slumber and my body shivers and my eyes trace the dark lined room searching for the eyes that intrude upon my privacy.
Of course I knew I wouldn't find them...of course I knew it was only the dark implants of a past I hid from!
But those eyes had pierced my rationalism and I looked for the glow of hell burning in the shadows.
My heart stopped...my jaw dropped as my lips parted to scream, releasing only a gasp and a knot tied tightly in my throat.
His eyes ogled me from every shadow, my mind panicked, frenzy became the thoughts that stumbled through my head as I searched it for a safe place to catch my staggering breath.
My skin crawled as his claws were etched into my skin. I needed this nightmare to flee to the forgotten, but how does one allow reality be forgotten?
Whiskey chased him away from my intoxicated dreams, but I could only stand to face him sober.
But I couldn't face the murderer of my youth or the crumbling of all innocent things when I stood knowing of his capabilities.
So I numbed...I froze in place, but my mind began the memory as he gave Chase..
And I felt it all over again, felt the pull of my souls oxygen stealing from my body, and felt the cold, the frigid of nightmares becoming reality again.
I felt the feel of my feet caving as my face landed with the pavement and my hair being pulled from my scalp as he lifted me to face him...but those eyes that met me are the reason for my haunted dreams...but also the fear in my reality.