I woke up in this cold dark room.
There are cobwebs everywhere,
And every way you look,
All you can see is inky blackness for miles.
I hear people faintly calling my name,
And telling me to wake up.
She cant be gone!
What do they mean?
I'm right here!
I try to say.
But i can't.
My voice is gone.
Is this what death is like?
Asleep one minute,
Gone from the world the next?
Will i ever see my friends again?
Tell another joke?
Make another cake?
Never again taste the sweet richness of dark chocolate?
How will i ever live without laughing
With my friends at stupid things?
I walk around with no specific destination
Hoping to find a door out of this horrid place.
Then there's an earthquake.
A sudden shaking, jolting my whole
Body as if i were riding a stampeding
Then suddenly a sliver of light and a
I squeeze my eyes closed and rub them,
opening them to find i'm back in my
And my family!
All standing over me.
I cry with joy and hug them all one by one.
You passed out!
We thought you'd died!
We all embraced and i realized,
I hadn't quite died, and wasn't quite ready to just yet.