2023.11.14
- Yaraseth Elorza

- Dec 27, 2023
- 1 min read
Laid in 180 degrees practicing dying
Sensing cold blood, no expression ; no life.
Heater spinning to keep me warm
After three days of twelve hours of sleep, I felt eternity in this home.
I felt tears suddenly well up on my face in this silence.
Not sure why, but I supposed my soul knew
This time, I had to turn this death bed into peace.
I mustered the courage to flee as quickly as I could before collapsing to the ground and hauling myself all alone.
This anxious attack numbed my brain, paralyzed my body, and shut my voice so that no more words could be spoken.
Fearing for my life, I knew I was no longer safe and wanted to stop the misery. So I forced myself to turn a page.


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