Recurring
Recurring
While walking in the breeze,
feet romancing the wet grasses.
The skies blue and outfit too,
coordinating like couples.
Seeing the black shabby feet coming
towards me violently close, Closer.
Next, I am knocked down on the green grass.
Neck showing all the veins.
I am shocked, feeling suffocated.
Those trembling feet,
I am suffocated.
Went silent. Forever.
I Wake up scared,
Me killing myself.
A mere hallucination? No
Just a dream, still.
"You have Necrophobia." Replied the
doctor.