A Hell To Go Through
I wake up
on a bed I don't recognize
realization struck
I see myself
below me
I look around, I see
red
everywhere,
red
Its hell
I could walk around
but not so far
from myself.
Then suddenly,
everyone I know is there
infront of the other me.
I stand
awestruck
as I realize
that
I'm dying.
Copyright © James Febra | Year Posted 2016
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