Lifted Spirit

Something I’ve never felt before.

Laying my head after what I had to endure.

Has the sky always been so beautiful?

All this looks pretty suitable.

I don’t think it has been, that shade of blue.

I should be gone by now, there must be a long queue.

Like a film, this is the final shot, filled with meaning.

I feel it coming, no longer dreaming.

Here is my fade-to-black, bitter-sweet end.

I hope my father finds the letters I didn’t get to send.

Rising, rising.

Breaking past the clouds.

Now I’ve arrived. 

Nothing could have prepared for this.

But there is no need for preparation.

Peaceful.

Peaceful at last.

No more struggling.

No more fighting.

Now to rest.

Christ, I’m still here? 

Ah-

The medic must have found me.

Too late, bud.

I knew you were bad at your job.

But-

Not this bad.

Yeah alright,

Jostle me around.

Carry me back.

What a scam.

Wonder if he’ll feel the letters

In my pocket.

Blast.

Crack.

Pop, pop, pop.

Right.

Seems fitting.