Feeling weary, voices in my head turning inaudible.
I descent to my place of rest with hopes of a reemergence in full throttle.
After a while I begin to feel my body giving in to the tiredness that has taken a toll on my mind, body and soul.
And in an instant I'm caught in between the space that separates reality and dreamland.
As time passes I start feeling a little more inclined to the dream than I am to my reality.
Trying as much as possible to hold on to a piece of my reality, I lose my grip and I fall deep into the slumber.
Unlike the previous days, the vibe on exhibition in this current slumber feels different but my mind is quick to dismiss it on the basis of the level of weariness.
As I progress and venture deeper into my dreams, I start hearing voices.
But my inability to see where they are coming from and who is emitting them introduces fear.
After an attempt to stop and change courses seems futile, that's when I realize I was no longer in control of my thoughts.
A higher power had taken over, it's in that moment I hear a voice echoing above every other voice.
Welcoming me to the land of the dead.
With more questions than answers, without being given a chance to ask, the whole universe is filled with HIS glory.
I find myself on my knees trembling with fear.
With his hand stretched towards me, HE offers me a hand and in no time I was up but fear had wrecked every nerve in my body.
That's when I realized that indeed I was no longer part of the living.
In what seemed like a flashback, I'm shown people on earth waking me up only to discover I had turned cold and I was no more.
In that instant, they panic and start crying.
I could feel tears on my cheeks but there were none to wipe away.
He looked me in the eye and went, "son not everyone crying for you loves you. But everyone who loves you is crying for you. I brought you here not because your times up but to show you the true meaning of being alive."
Still in shock of what I was hearing, those voices that had turned inaudible become sound.
From a distance I can hear the screams, the pain that my sudden Demise has inflicted on people.
That's when in a flash, I breath heavily and my mind body and soul are interlinked again.
I had been saved from My Demise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem