1.
My Friend, I watch as
life escapes you
hidden from the world
closeted by those hospital drapes
Can he hear me speak?
mumbling words
hard to tell
want to yell
You can't leave us yet
Why couldn't we make you quit?
Why did you keep shooting that shit?
2.
So alive in the photographs
the pictures running
through my mind
No Shadow on the face
so bright, full of life
Stranger, sick in a blue paper gown
I'm falling down
but standing on ground
Grams of life slipping away.
3.
The couch is empty
it can't be true
the room still
holds the essence of you
I catch myself
talking in the past,
try to stay in the present
but it won't last
I'm not sure if these are three different poems or three parts of the same one...
