I hear them
screaming
yelling
saying "let me pass into the light"
the voices get louder
and louder
the yelling never ending
always getting louder
the screaming
coming closer
to me
i look
and see faint figures
coming ever so close
closer to me
i reach out to touch them
a cold rush of wind
blows past me
a faint touch on my hand
a voice near my ear
to faint to hear
the figures hand
upon my cheek
the soft touch of its hand
then coldness
