- Books, Literature, and Writing
I looked in the mirror today and saw my reflection was gone,
Was someone playing a chess game and I was but a pawn?
My memory doesn’t serve me when this first occurred.
I didn’t want to tell anyone for fear they’d think it absurd.
I opened the door and then the window, and tried to make a noise.
My lips were numb and so was my tongue, and then I had no voice.
"What the hell was the matter with me?" I somehow can’t rejoice!
My feet had no feeling, my hands won’t move, I'm becoming quite alarmed,
I always thought this life I had lived was the epitome of charmed.
It seemed just yesterday all was right with the world,
Now when I look down the length of me, my toes they seem all curled.
They say you know when it's time to go, or somehow you have a feeling,
Something’s not quite right, your body’s just not healing.
So I think I figured it out, this quirky chain of events,
You see, I’m rather dead right now, it makes all perfect sense!
Copyright ©2010 LVanhorn All Rights Reserved