Last Day
Pointed needles in my veins
Drops of water thru it's end
Packs of medicine,
that tasted bitter and sweet.
I cannot forget the feeling in this comfy bed
It's just sad that it need to end
My hardly breathing,
the counting of heartbeats in this machine
And while the nurses and doctors,
treat me again.
It's just sickening
I can't forget
That I only cause pain
From you to the very end
But even if I was here...PLEASE
just sit beside me, and never leave
I just wish in my very last breath
You can stay beside me.
YOU ARE READING
The Silent Whisper
PoesiaPoems from my dearest heart, mind and soul and my hands of fire.
