The Window

I awake, into black nothingness

Through a window…

Spans light.

I move toward it, albeit slow

Any return, unforeseen.

As I near, it shines bigger and brighter

I am aware.

My pace, grows faster and faster.

But suddenly, a tug, and another stronger still.

Then,

It is pain… pain insurmountable.

Eyes open to white.

Surrounded, by contraptions and weeping kin

I hung by a strand

One I chose to sever.

As I fall back into the black

The window shone still, although now as doors

Waiting…

And as I step through, never to return,

They close behind me forever.