Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXCIX
From being encased by uterine fluid to the bright light of day one: Write a poem about being born.
Reincarnation Sucks
I sit still for a moment, feeling the blood spew from the center of my chest. I look around, hoping to see anybody who might be able to help me as I begin to cry. Just as soon as the pain hits, it begins to fade and is soon gone, and I swiftly fade into unconsciousness.
I awake to the sound of laughter and cheering. I try to blink to clear my sight, but my eyes disobey me. I instead attempt to speak, but rather than words, strange noises come forth, and in horror, I realize that I am no longer in my own body. I think I have been reincarnated.
-Monachopsis
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