My Monster

Hands like a vise around my throat kicking and clawing at my monsters face his evil grin Branding deep inside my brain straddling me on the kitchen floor will this be where I die by the long squeal for much-needed air my heart beat like a drum rumbling through my ears tears rolled down my cheeks disappearing within my hair my face turning blue as I begin to go limp the Vice on hinges and I cough once oxygen hits my throat shoving me back down he kisses my bruised lips I know what he's going to do not again not again I shake my head and I cry out by protest grabbing me by the hair and dragging me down the hall screaming and kicking reaching out for anything I can grab getting hold of a child's bat I cling to it letting him drag me down brought into his bedroom he pulls me up to look into his cold eyes swinging my weapon I hit him across the head and he lets go not wasting a split second I raced down the hall and out the door no shoes or jacket I raced down the sidewalk on a Brisk October day tearing his truck behind me I cut through a park and don't look back knowing he will be coming and if I'm captured that's will surely come hiding in an abandoned Shack I shivered knowing I have nowhere to run I have no one to turn to besides him suddenly his eyes appeared and I know I'm at my end