The Day I Left With My Life in his Hands

A Poem by Emily The Wise

I opened my eyes, just now. I cannot see anything, really, other than this blinding white light. Oh, but in the distance, I can see now a pair of yellow eyes. These aren't actually so far away, in fact they're several feet in front of me, and now, I no longer believe that they are truly eyes. My head still feels so light, I am quite dazed. It is when I breathe in and finally see that I realize how I am the only one. I feel the chaos, though it is all silent in this place where I lie. Where I expected my serenity, I found dilapidated remains of what once was…and now my friends, acquaintances, and even children that I don't even know have vanished from my world, so oblivious I've been in this time. Even sadder yet; the man who I trusted with my life, to guide me to where I need to go, to keep me safe is gone. I am the only one here, and though I am in such deep, horrifying pain; I don't need to express the hurt that no one would hear. Now I shall make a call and then go home, though everything has changed.