I’m in a dark hole that was my room

my brother is somewhere close I can hear him coughing. 


something wet and warm is dripping on my chest, and there is silver dust lit by shards of sunlight floating around me.

Everything is muffled like I’m under water but there is a ringing in my ears.


I don’t understand how this space is so tight and why I can’t get up and walk out,

the air smells of toilet. 


I think I can hear voices underneath me and noises of things falling,

a light is flashing and there are strange shadows on a white wall on top of me.


There is a hand grabbing at my foot and I am screaming so very loud.


The floor falls away beneath me and the darkness becomes a brilliant white light,

men are shouting and I’m covered in oily blood.


My Mother is down on our street, she is waving her hands and screaming my name.

I don’t understand she has no clothes, and my Father is lying on the floor beside her.


My legs look twisted and there is something in my eyes

I want to go to sleep I have no idea what is happening.


Please let me go to sleep now God  

◄ Single handed sailor

Soft clean hands ►


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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 18th Aug 2018 22:42

Hello Hannah,

I hadn't looked at it that way but it does seem a similar process. Interestingly this would be a life changing moment as would a birth be, so it is like a delivery into a new world.

Many thanks indeed.

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Hannah Collins

Sat 18th Aug 2018 18:55

It could be the birth experience.


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Wolfgar Miere

Mon 13th Aug 2018 22:25

Thanks for the likes Ferris, Jon and DJB.

Cheers 👍

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Wolfgar Miere

Mon 13th Aug 2018 13:38

Very much so Hazel,

As an adult that experience is utterly destructive, confusing and confidence shattering. I am not sure if it ever leaves you. To experience such a catastrophic event as a child I cannot begin to imagine, it breaks my nasty evil black heart.

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Hazel ettridge

Mon 13th Aug 2018 09:06

Brings up thoughts of the Yemeni school children and how scared and bewildered they must have felt.

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Wolfgar Miere

Mon 13th Aug 2018 07:59


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Mon 13th Aug 2018 00:29

..too tender to touch with off-the-cuff indelicacy--like a night terror with an intermixture of reality.

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