A little something I wrote when I was going through a hard time in my life.
Darkness, ‘click click’ no lights on in the house. Stove clock not working, nothings’ working. Pitch black darkness encompassing my whole being, terrified wondering what’s wrong. Suffocating, need to get out; gut’s telling me something’s not right. Outside, panting heavily from running, trying to steady breathing while dialing. Mom said she didn’t have enough money to pay electricity bill. No lights, hot water, television, internet, nothing. Stomach growling but I wouldn’t dare eat anything, had to go to bed hungry that night fearing that the cold air would seep out of fridge causing the food to spoil. That happened before when the fridge went out a couple of months ago, and we learned our lesson. Boredom, nothing to do except stare of into space, contemplating life. Two days of living in the dim candlelight, becoming a shadow of what I once was.