2 days, and your corpse aches like 20 minutes.
Your pupils ache,
Opening up to a blur
What happened?
Where are you?
The sun is beaming
You can't remember
What it feels like,
The sun, the warmth,
Getting up,
You're in a meadow,
Gazing around,
Trees like Adam and Eve.
Your body is weak,
Weren't you lastly
In the car.
Your head isn't pounding,
Yet you're pondering.
“Does mom know where I am”
A siren rings,
Your right ear is buzzing
The light of the view,
Attacks your body.
Keep walking,
There's a path.
A white dress,
Like the angels
You're in it.
He’s looking at you,
Hands out,
You look behind,
The scenes vanished,
And so have you.