Falling
Falling
Falling into a pit
Deep, dark abyss;
Bones in the body splitting
Skin on the face peeling.
Thud on the floor,
Damp and cold,
Reeking of death.
Back bone crashing,
Eyes rolling up.
Now gradually adjusting,
To darkness.
Bodies falling,
Coming right away,
To land on my stomach
Roll over to right....left...right.
But they are coming,
They would fall anyways,
Keep rolling in one direction
Thud..thud...thud.
Falling bodies,
Some fall on eyes,
Some on stomach,
And some on legs.
Hands, all over, here, there,
Heaps and heaps above
Suffocating, coughing, sweating.
Lights on,
Coughing, sweating
Finding myself,
On the carpet.
Thank God!
It was a dream,
And electricity came back,
But how and when did I fall down?