Challenge
You kill yourself...what happens next to your essential being?
Non-rhyming poetry or prose. Any form.
Afterlife
My body was screaming.
What had I done?
Then I felt
warm
numb
sleepy.
The pain was gone.
I was gone.
In complete and total darkness.
I had known darkness, but this, this was real darkness, swallowing my entire being.
There I was for what felt like ages, in the dark womb. It smelled of dirt. Blood.
A light flickered somewhere off into the distant unknown. It was out as suddenly as it appeared. Then back again, becoming brighter and brighter, until it consumed me whole.
But what was me ?
The light filled me with warmth
and so much love. Like my mother's kiss. My father's hug.
I suddenly remembered. I am not my body.
I am the soul that dwells within.
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