Still
(Cerri Lee)
He
is still, in the dark
Cold as stone
Movement a far distant memory
He
is playing the game
Time out of mind
He has waited in this place
They
will find me!
Not long now
I¹m not hard to find here
He
coughs a little
How long has it been?
Is anybody out there?
Is
there no one searching?
Am I alone?
When will someone come for me?
A
small thought forms.
Am I the only one?
Do they know I am playing the game?
Knots
tighten in his belly
The fear takes hold
Maybe there is no-one else at all!
The
beginning is a blur
How did he get here?
Why did he start the game?
A
new feeling rises
Curiosity replaces fear
New blood pumps to fingers and toes
Fingers
begin to explore
What is this?
The turn of a handle, a chink of light
The
dark has gone forever.