Bleeding

Below, I see my body bleeding.

Still, unmoving and broken. The rain
is pooling where it lies.
The last thing I remember was being
thrown and landing far from the plane.
The blood, done flowing, is slowly
being washed away.

Below I see my body bleeding.

Of my family and friends I thought.
Would they ever see me again?
My soul started drifting,
higher, and higher I was climbing,
but nothing came
clear. Everything remains unexplained…

Below I see my body bleeding.

I looked, wanting and searching
for any sign that might
show me a way.
But day turned to night,
and night into day,
never ending…

Trapped in this hell, forever waiting…
until they find my body
and bury it away…

 

November, 1998