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
Harmonious Groove 