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Lightswitch

Numbness, where's my face
metal, is that the taste
head hurting
stomach churning

Darkness, where have I gone
I hear voices that I can't see
I want to scream, but cannot speak
Who turned the lightswitch off

Drifting deeper into the abyss
I try to picture those I will miss
but it is too dark to see
What's this happening to me

Lightswitch turns on
terrible fear at what I see
I don't seem to know anyone
yet they all know me

Freezing cold and all confused
way too tired to even move
I'll just lay here for now and wait
for the lightswitch to go off again
 
(my description of my seizures)

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  1. Date: 4/6/2009 7:38:00 PM

    This is very intriguing, TuLisha. At first I thought you might have been describing the transition from life to death. Very sorry to hear you have seizures. They certainly don't prevent you from writing great poetry. Thank you for sharing. Love, Carolyn