Poem – Edge of Tomorrow

I awoke in a space
lacking light or dark.

I was not sure if
my eyes were open

or if I was seeing
the inside of my mind.

I was cold but
not shivering.

A breeze began to
blow across my face.

From an unknown direction
and source I heard a voice.

Garbled, soft, almost
not human.

What seemed like days
passed before the

space filled with
light blinding my

eyes and burning
my skin.

And then I saw them
staring at me.

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