True event in the early morning hours of December 15, 2017. |
Did death come knocking, in the early morning hours? Or was it my Big Jack asking to come with him and rest amongst the flowers? As I had my back to my wife; I began to wonder, what was happening to my life? I jolted up to the sound of faint voices but fended them off deciding then, I make my own choices. I was not ready to let go of my time; I told death to fuck off, as he walked away ringing a death chime. Death never scared me as I was calm and didn’t scream. Was I imagining this or was it a bad dream? I knew that it wasn’t, for I was wide awake; This was the real deal and not something fake. Did death really come knocking, in the early morning hours? I’ll be thinking and wondering about this for thousands of hours. Now that my story has been told. Will I live a full life with my wife and cats, as we all grow old? No one knows if this is true. I’m just glad to have survived it through. Or was I just biding my time, until again, it’s déjà vu? For not one human has a clue; As that day arrives, our time comes due. Stanzas=10 Lines=50 Words=213 |