Death by Jessica YenHe took my hand
He was cold and shivering
I could feel death
Overcoming him.
His fingernails were frozen
And I could see his soul
Rising
Lifting from his body.
I tried to comfort him,
Protect him,
The only way I knew how.
I hugged him so tightly
Hoping that my life would
Transfer into his.
But I just felt frozen.
Death seeped into my doorway
The passage to my mind
But I shut the door
And it took another path
Always searching for another soul.
I stood there,
Looking at him
So helpless
So vulnerable.
He didn't have the strength
To close off the door
That death opened. 05/28/2003 Posted on 05/28/2003 Copyright © 2024 Jessica Yen
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