I don’t know why !

Haul

 

Ringing in my ears

vibrations down my spine

I am hauled to 

a place known

 

I visit this place

often when I sleep

I was cleaning this place yesterday 

but today I saw myself die

 

hauling my soul

swooping me through a white light

I heard my last heart beat

few voices around me

coming from an unknown spear

 

I dare not open my eyes

want to get back to senses again

I utter a prayer every time

 I don’t know why 

 

I feel

this will happen again 

tomorrow so 

I mustn’t slumber

 

 

In response to The Daily Post

Day 6 NaPoWriMo

April 6th, 2018