Left For Freedom

Left For Freedom...

I remember when it stop breating. I remember exactly when I felt it's last pump. The setting was dark and all I could feel was the wind blowing above me while my window was shut. I wanted to cover myself but my body response wouldn't act.

Im laying here with my eyes close but seeing me fade away into the abyss of death. Where are you I try asking but my mouth doesnt move. I try to make myself believe that you will be here soon to save me but I don't even feel you next to me. Get up, get up, get up as I shout to my body and limbs but they ignore me. I can't feel my legs and my arms become stif. I feel my chest rise but it gets slower and slower, less and lesser. Why won't you help me?

I know that your near and that you see me unable to awake. Shake me or push me over! Your standing there from a distance and I feel your presence. Why do you refuse? I feel as if I'm bond by chains or held against my will but from what and for what reason? Shhh stop talking. There's not much air left which also means I'm running out of time. Dont do this to me please. What ever I done to you dont let me fade away. Don't let me die...

Wait! Don't leave me. Hello? Hello? I can feel your presence drift away. I start to go into panic as I feel my spirit departing. Crying on the inside not aware of the tears streaming on the outside. No don't leave me... I whisper lightly. I really need you as the words mumble softly out my mouth... I still... love you.... exhaling my last breath....

Now I stand here watching as they put this casket into the ground. I see my name written on it but I standing right here. They lower it into the ground but I wonder if they notice they forgot the body. Hey!! I shout and they ignore me. Not this shit again! Hello!!! I scream closer to them but they are not even phased by the tension in my voice... I jump onto the casket to open it but it's locked. No No No!!! Stop! Stop!!! Please just stop! I yell and I shout. I shout and I yell. Still no response as they throw dirt on me...

It must be so as I tell myself standing in belief. As the continue to throw dirt I lay down on my very own casket repeating the words; She let me me die... As the dirt is starting to cover me I just submitted to it. If I must die kill all of me and leave nothing behind. Just as my body my spirit was buried. Never did I leave the hole i was put in. Never shall I live again. I died twice that day all for a good reason. My spirit was set free; off as it go. But it die aswell with the reason it will never know...

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