we went for a night hike
separate from the group at the park
we poked fun at horror tropes
we lost our way but triumphed

we came back from the hike
back to the group at the park
they were completely gone
they were lost to horror tropes

he hid me in the attic
and somehow I didn’t scream
I couldn’t move
I couldn’t sleep
I could hear my family downstairs
I wanted them to find me
but he had hidden me
even as my mom grabbed an old lamp
she still did not notice me
I heard them mourn my loss
months passed as I stayed up there
he fed me with tubes
and exercised me
his hands touching me
I was disgusted
but could not save myself
trapped and forgotten