A Journey With Death Poem by Mona Elmonier

A journey with death



It is getting dark...

When the destiny talks....

We must hark...

Suddenly and quick..

Putting its mark...

.........

My car is fling in the air....

I`m losing my life..

Is that fair?

I have children...

need my care..

The glass spreads...

every where...

.........

Nothing but silence...

A very deep one....

Where is my soul....?

Where have I gone?

.......

Now, I can`t breathe....

I can`t hear....

now I`m suffering...

I can`t bear....

......

Nothing but coldness...

coming from darkness....

flowing into my arteries...

........

silence...silence...silence

.........

She is blinking...

She is breathing....

No, she is staring....

......

A bright light.....

and fresh air...

That means that....

I`m still here...

Lot of faces...

with long hair....

I`m not bleeding! ! ! !

Is not that rare?