Stranded After Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stranded in a life, wanting no part of it, attempting
to find reasons for living.

There aren't any to be found, death beckons, sending
brilliant lights, taunting inner memories to flow out.

Tension building, stretching, looking for a way to ease
the pain.

Exits appear at ends of long tunnels, light beyond,
blue, warm, inviting.

There is no longer an entrance to life, it disappeared
with the death of a loved one.

Left only now, is the final exit, the door to new life
beyond.