The End

fade to black

nothingness

deafening silence

curled up in a corner

chin resting on knees

all enclosed in a shirt

gazing around at emptiness

no white light

no meeting with the saints

no walking through the clouds

no daddy there to hold me

comfort me

no one to tell me it’s okay

that those I left behind are okay

just me

no doves

no dragonflies

no turtles

alone

for eternity

 

-Turtleberry 2012