Friday, October 28, 2011

(From Lips of Lying Dying Wonder Body #3)

when I arrived there were only a few there.
faces I did not recognize
faces with a somber expression
and when they saw me they all moved away.

no one said a word. the only sound of whispers
accompanied by a rainy autumn morning.

I walked further down when I saw the open casket.
each step heavier than the one before. my body
ached, weakness overwhelmed me. hands and
knees heavy on the floor, I crawled... determined
to look at whose body laid in front of me.

I tried to ask for help yet no one seemed to notice.
no one seemed to care. I reached for the handles,
arms outstretched and pulled myself up.

when I finally peered inside the coffin, I saw that
the person laying there was me. cold and done for.

I began to cry shortly after that. then I woke up.