“My body was dead” by Eureka C. Bianzon

I was quiet and sleeping alone
As I witnessed my body separated from my soul
As the night was dark no one was home
My body was numb as a stone
My spirit started waking up my body on the ground
Couldn’t even hear my voice’s loud sound
My body was dead, my heart was so down
I want somebody to see me and be found
Someone entered in my room
That was my beloved mom
She tried waking me up
ِAs she started crying so hard
Wake up, she screamed
Wake up my child don’t leave!
I embraced her but my body just passed
I couldn’t even hug her, she couldn’t feel
My touch
I sighed! , mom I am alive
Look at me, believe me I am alive!
Tears shed as I witnessed how my mom
Loves me so much
But my body was dead,
Mom I love you,
For the last time, please feel my touch!

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