The Revelation

Humming a hymn,
the girl sat in the room
huddling her knees,
rocking back and forth.

She is scared.
There's a restless buzzing in the shadows.

Her heart pumped against her rib cage.
So close to the stuffed bunny
pressed against her chest.

The bunny with rip in its heart.

The girl hummed loudier right now.
She rocked back and forth more furiously.

Her face was wet with sweat.
She sunk her teeth into her bottom lips.

There was an excruciating pain on her chest,
where the stuffed bunny is.

Her tune came into a halt,
when she could take it no longer.

The girl toppled over,
her right cheek pressing
against the marble floor.

With widen eyes,
she gasped in horror
at the pool of blood
spreading across the white marble.

The white linen of the doll
had been soaked crimson.

Her chest has split apart,
and she could see her heart beating furiously.

The buzzing from the dark
now become an excited murmur.

She seized in a ball
as her flesh continue to tear apart
all the way to her stomach.

Her jaws snapped open
in a silent scream,
as her entrails
plopped onto the ground
with squeamish squish.

The murmur rose to mutter
then a roaring of chatter.
Her vision blurred---
she couldn't see the footsteps
she heard thundering towards her.

They were people.
Each holding a vessel
that held parts of her secrets and dreams.

At this juncture,
they were crowding around her.
Pointing towards her direction,
deep in discussion.

Her eyeballs rolled in their sockets
as the girl scanned the surrounding for aid.

She laid eyes at her blood stained doll.

So thoughly drenched in blood was it,
even wool within was dripping with it.

The doll seemed to be sniggering.
"Now you are just like me."

Darkness swirled before her eyes,
and the girl finally know the truth
behind her fate.