Darkness

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Darkness

 

Eyes closed or open?

I have no way to know.

It’s been dark for so long,

am I above or below?

 

I view faint shadows

which are leering at me.

Are they stuck here forever

merely standing to see?

 

I’m feeling so trapped

as the wood grazes my nose.

I can’t feel my legs.

My whole body has froze.

 

Where’s the soft pillow?

Where’s the cushy bed?

Is it all for a show

to honor the dead?

 

Is it there for survivors

as they glance at the box?

It’s the illusion of comfort

as the coffin closes and locks.

 

I feel a slight bump

as the pallbearers’ stride.

I’m placed for final rest

but not sure if I died.

 

I hear the ominous sound

of the dirt as it drops.

It hits the coffin lid

as I try to scream, “STOP!”

 

Life can’t be over,

as there’s so much to do.

It’s gone in a blink.

How is my life through?

 

Why is life ended?

Why is it done?

Solving this mystery

is priority one.

 

Stay groovy…

–Susie

Copyright Susie Krivacic 2018

 

 

 

 

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