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
Inside the Shell 
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