Ficlets

White like Snow

Waiting
In an endless sleep
Neither here nor there
Neither dead or alive
And it’s all my fault

They warned me
From the beginning
That she would come
For me
To hurt me
To kill me

I didn’t listen
I opened the door
Scarlet as a rose
Crimson as blood
I took the apple

A single bite
That’s all it took
Stuck
Air gone
Light gone
Hope gone

I hear them now
My friends
Somewhere
In dark corners
Of my vacant mind
Calling me

They are crying
Wishing
Waiting
Hoping
Yearning
For me
To come back home

View this story's 1 comments.