That's not my name

A poem/story

You hold me tight as we sit on the bank

you lean in and whisper to me

My lovely little spark

I look at you with smiling eyes

Thats not my name

 

You smile and squeeze me tighter

And speak louder

My hope

I Look back

Thats not my name

 

Your arms tighten even more

You shout

My angel

I yell right back

Thats not my name

 

You tighten one last time as I go limp

You whisper

My spirit

I smile, and with my last breath I speak

That is my name

 

You sit there with my body limp in your arms

I smile down at you as I float away

You shed a tear on my cheek before dropping me

I watch as you walk from my dead body

 

Author's Note

I had a weird daydream about this, hope you enjoy it.

Reviews

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Powerful.
You have great potential. Carry on.