Once A Shadow, Now Alive by Serena Axel (red white and royal blue hardcover TXT) 📖

Once A Shadow, Now Alive


Dragging myself from my bed in sheer horror, no one around,
I woke on that cold lifeless day with no family to be found.
Searching every room with hopes dashed,finding empty beds
Was this a nightmare, was I insane, was someone playing with my head?


Who ripped my family from me? No fight had claimed this space.
No doors unlocked--everything natural,nothing was out of place.
My panic started deep inside and shot bolts of fear up my chest.
Projected out the door my heart might explode, with no time to rest.

My screaming unnoticed, I fell to my knees in desperation.
I did not see a living soul to ask a question,to have a conversation.
So many riddles; why was I left behind, was I abandoned?
Was this all pre-planned or was this happenstance, just random?


Down the street I ran, spotted another, walking with a dazed expression.
With her tear-stained face she cried, "Can you hear my confession?"
A puzzled look appeared on my face. What had I to reveal?
That I did not love enough, I was mediocre, I'd lost my zeal?

Love is patient Love is kind
It does not envy
It does not boast


Well these did not apply to me. I had love for family and friends...
Is that where I stopped? Is that where my kindness ends?
Not willing to stop and listen, or hear anymore she had to say,
my feet carried me through the muck and mire as I ran away.

Exhausted, I stumbled and fell, inviting pain. I crawled to my door, feelings of loathing and hate simmering from my core.


Looking down I observed a freakish insect on my foot,
manipulating my tired eyes--perhaps it was just a bit of soot.
Something I picked up as I trudged through the waste.
I should have been more careful and not acted with such haste.

***

It’s attached itself to me, holding on for dear life. It wants to stay!
I panic, grab a knife to cut it loose or to brush it away, then commandeer my shoe, I hammer it on the wooden floor.
Bloody and crying it detaches itself and scurries out the door.

Repulsed by the smell--it’s body all cratered and oozing, left a trail.