Death
I held the dark night as my companion
Close to my chest
My jaw clenched
When they let me go
I just had my skin and my bones
To call home
Slowly it would decay,
with death
It was unsophisticated
To scream from my grave
I lay still
For stillness to take my soul away
For darkness to consume my breath
I prayed to vanish in thin air
But it was still
Every little thing
Waiting for me to sleep.
Copyright © Ashima Binny | Year Posted 2023
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