Small Black Tomb

This piece is something I wrote recently.

It's dark.

I can't feel. I can't speak.

I can't even breath.

All I'm left to do is lay inside this small black tomb

Breathless, Emotionless, Completely Useless.

You know it wasn't supposed to be like this.

I'm supposed to be  outside, enjoying my summer day.

I'm supposed to be with my sister, in the middle of some game.

But now I'm left to rot inside this small black tomb

How did things end up like this?

My memories are hazy, but if I remember correctly...

I was on my porch, in my navy blue shorts.

I was eating ice-cream, enjoying the hot weather.

I hadn't listened to my mother.

I should have stayed inside.

But how was I to know?

There was not a sign in the light blue sky.

The black tomb has opened, but I can't see.

I can here my mother wailing "Why can't it be me!"

It's funny how I can see everything playing out.

My sisters guilt.

My mothers tears.

My father trying to comfort, dealing with the loss of his only son.

I'm sorry sister, I'm sorry father, I'm sorry mother and future brother.

I didn't know. I wasn't aware. I just didn't care.

The men zoomed by so fast, gone with a flash

I only heard the bang, then I crashed

I couldn't hear my family yelling

I couldn't hear the people crying

By the way, I was only six when the took my life away

And all I'm left to do is to lay here in this small black tomb

Author's Note

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Reviews

[MistyFog]

I loved it! I like how you say 'breathless, emotionless, completely useless.' It describes perfectly how the character is feeling.

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vary emotional ~ nicly expressed