Death Scenario

#poem #survival

A bullet through matter

Punishing blows to the core.

Rip through the beginning and the end. Hoping for an end to this demise.

Prayers for forgiveness, restoration, a minute to thank God for survival.

Tell me I’m dreaming and that it’s just a death scenario .

Pull me apart so nothing pierces through. Lay me down and bury me in the wood.

Hold my soul to the sky and let it go.

No wait. No wait!!! … don’t let me go. I cant leave this place.