September 24, 2007

Today's theme: Is this what dying feels like?

Lying on the ground
All I feel is the cold earth
The warmth slowly fades

A hole in my chest
The old 'wrong place, wrong time' bit
Sticky red ebbs out

Black smoke chokes the sky
Mortar blasts in the distance
Last sound that I hear

Light turns to shadow
Vision dulling to nothing
No pain yet no fear

My body lets go
Is this what dying feels like?
I feel I'm floating