"Just Another Day"

Dark clouds roll in
turning my world to black.
Life is taken in an instant.
As I stand morbidly still,
I hold the limp body in my hand.
Death is so close,
I can feel his breath on my face
as he laughs at my pain and misery.
Tears roll down my face,
he does not wipe them away.
Rather he collects them
as a symbol of the job he has completed.

Time drifts slowly by
The fingers clamped around my neck
seem to be loosing their grip.
The storm in my mind
comes and goes without warning.
With every breath,
With every step,
memories bring a wave
of happiness and pain
that washes over and consumes me.
Death is a mystery -
a gray patch
in a world of black and white.

My eyes are swollen
red lumps of raw pain.
My vision is clouded
and my head in a haze.
As the busy world rushes by,
they carry on without a glance.
Never questioning life,
never sparing a second
to think of the person beside them.
Never realizing
the pain, torture, and despair
that lies just outside their beautiful front door.

- Jodie Renae
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