Imagine what it must be like to know you are hours from passing... imagine it, feel it... what is it like for you?
Light shows dim
Shadowed figures check in
Drifting in drifting out
Guess there’s no doubt
Just a shell that I’m living in
Wires and tubes
Take the place of real food
Meds make the pain go away
Once in a while
I manage a smile
My way of saying please stay
No more lonely a time
Than here waiting to die
Knowing the loves left behind
When I take my last breath
Just as my lips say goodb….
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Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
Reviewed on February 17, 2007
A powerful write that is compelling to say the least. I have worked with individuals who were dying, and were being fed by way of tube. I cannot imagine, I do however feel the overwhelming sence of pain and perfection in this write! Holly
WOW! What a temporary fix I do hope!!!
Glad you shared this out-cry - pain - suffering and longing
of many wants in these lines.
Your thought processors are unique and startling my friend.
This is a Keeper!
Off to the Vault it goooooesss!
WArm HuGs,Sheee
I do wonder - I hope for it's peacefulness!
I could feel you slipping away here....thank God this is only poetry!!
You have a mastermind Mister Wood!!
Hopefully oneday my Final hour would be with the one I love most!!
Love Tinka
Reviewed by J M (Reader)
Reviewed on October 8, 2006
I can honestly say I have wondered how it will be. If I will fear but not anymore I have the Lords word. I have wondered what I would do in the finale passing hours.
Nice thought provoking poetry well expressed.
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Glad you shared this out-cry - pain - suffering and longing
of many wants in these lines.
Your thought processors are unique and startling my friend.
This is a Keeper!
Off to the Vault it goooooesss!
WArm HuGs,Sheee
I do wonder - I hope for it's peacefulness!
Regis
Sadly I've still gotta lot of work to do for the Lord..
You have a mastermind Mister Wood!!
Hopefully oneday my Final hour would be with the one I love most!!
Love Tinka
Nice thought provoking poetry well expressed.