top of page

Is That Me?

  • Writer: Evelyn Creon
    Evelyn Creon
  • Nov 1, 2022
  • 1 min read

I saw a shadow on the stairs,

While I was minding my own affairs.

It was dragging a bulky object,

So to the stairs I slowly inched,

Full of fascination as I cringed.

My footsteps did not reflect.


I saw a lifeless corpse

I looked upon it in shock,

As my heart began to course,

And a rotting smell rose from its frock.

I only then did realize

That the body was of me.


With blood dripping from my lips,

I lied there dead and rotting.

The sight was abhorring.

My death, from a broken neck.

written by Evelyn Creon

Kommentare


A Country Girl's Writing

bookattic#34@gmail.com

©2022 by A Country Girl's Writing . Proudly created with Wix.com

bottom of page