T H E Y E A T M E

A broken silence...
A frozen presence.
A soundless scream,
Gaping open like a loud dream.
A slow burn,
Of cold and fire.
A shivering fear,
Slowly consuming.
A delicate tear,
Slips quietly.

Shhh....
They are coming to eat me.
Darla told me so.

Shhh,
I need to hide six feet below.
Shhh,
They slowly eat me.