Horror Scene

My head throbs, 
My heart pounds, 
A bead of sweat drips down my forehead 
I remain still, holding my breath 
I listen tentatively, 
Listening 
Listening for footsteps, and your shallow breaths. 
The floor boards creek beneath your weight, 
As if they surrenders to you 
I begin shaking with fear 
You're now in the same room, 
Searching 
Searching for me 
A breeze blows in the window 
Drafting your sent to me 
Metal, oil, and wood chips. 
My hair whips ; surrendering my position. 
You come over and grab my hair 
Your eyes blaze in mine 
A cold endless void, 
Possessed by demons ; so full of hatred 
A gleam of steel, 
The stabs in my ribs, 
The pool of blood by my body, 
As my soul drifts away 
From this horror scene you made reality