...I don't know, I don't know...*cry*


My Last Glimpse at Life...


I shut my mind
to shrill sirens,
flashing lights.
To a world with
such pain,
I open my eyes.

Darkness consumes
all of my soul,
smothering
every ounce
of any strength
I've ever had.
I fight to escape
(so weak
and so drained),
but the one (broken) wing I have
is just not enough
to fly away.
So I lie
in this nightmare,
lost and defeated...
frightened to death
as the serrated-edged blades
of weeds
force themselves
out of the ground.

But now,
through my tears
I see a sparkle
of light.
All along,
in the darkness,
the stars always shined,
providing my heart
an eternal guide.

With such light
I can see
that among the monstrous
weeds
stand the tiniest,
prettiest
f l o w e r s...
together
they grow,
never to falter,
shining more strength
than the demons
can drain.

Once before,
it had seemed,
I could not leave the ground...
but another soul appears
before me,
with just one wing, herself.
I take hold
of her hand,
and together we fly.

Opening my mind
to shrill sirens,
flashing lights,
I lay on my back
and get my last glimpse
at life.

I spend
my last moments
thinking back on a world
with such pain...
but also such hope,
such strength,
such ongoing light...
creating the
goodness
in all of the plight.

Too late, I see
how that world's
a reflection
of mine...
closing my eyes
one final time,
wishing I'd seen that
before.