Untitled And Unfinished

Poem By Olivia Elise Braun

Breathing in and Breathing out, losing feeling and sight of the night
The cold air that hits my face as I look out to the fire dancing on the city
The ashes look like fireflies racing past the glass, burning out
Voices that can’t be distinguished, the words they say escape
Lost in this place, unfamiliar in every way
Close them now, silence out the sound, black out the colors and let the feelings go numb
Open them in your mind, the life that has left you behind
Everything you feel that has been lost and taken, for one moment are yours to hold
You have a place in the times you felt empty and alone
Not one minute, or breath is with pain or hate
But wait…Open your eyes, look away from your fantasy life
The flesh and blood you share runs cold, they aren’t there
The blood has fallen to the floor, and the flesh has rotted away, It is no more
The cold grip of reality is around your throat, tighter and tighter unable to breath
You feel the life in you being to leave…

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