trying to outwit your conscious
in a tremendously short period of time
because this thing keeps attacking you and
it won't let you get no rest.
It follows you everywhere you go.
You walk up the stairs
it follows you attacks you leaving
its track of welts upon your back.
You walk back down the stairs it
follows you attacks you leaving
its track of welts upon your back
You try to run away from it and
hide yourself but it knows where you run to!
And it can find all your hiding places!
This world is full of big old oceans and big
old mountains
But they still are not big enough to hide
you from this thing! This thing that attacks
you and leaves its tracks upon your back.
When you sleep it wanders into your dreams
in the form of nightmares!
You think if you had a knife you would
stab it to death or if you had a gun
you would shoot it to death! I know you
don't know what it is, but I can tell you
what it is!
Its your conscious and its whipping you,
Its whipping you to death!
Short story by Dorsey Baker
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Written on 2015-11-07 at 14:27
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Attack
You've aged so muchin a tremendously short period of time
because this thing keeps attacking you and
it won't let you get no rest.
It follows you everywhere you go.
You walk up the stairs
it follows you attacks you leaving
its track of welts upon your back.
You walk back down the stairs it
follows you attacks you leaving
its track of welts upon your back
You try to run away from it and
hide yourself but it knows where you run to!
And it can find all your hiding places!
This world is full of big old oceans and big
old mountains
But they still are not big enough to hide
you from this thing! This thing that attacks
you and leaves its tracks upon your back.
When you sleep it wanders into your dreams
in the form of nightmares!
You think if you had a knife you would
stab it to death or if you had a gun
you would shoot it to death! I know you
don't know what it is, but I can tell you
what it is!
Its your conscious and its whipping you,
Its whipping you to death!
Short story by Dorsey Baker
Read 676 times
Written on 2015-11-07 at 14:27
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
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