Poetry

Old Man

The end is near

as so I fear

take me back

give to me what I lack

my home is gone

I am the only one left

my family is dead

I have nothing more to do but sit here in bed

I weep sometimes

but other times I can't bear the emotions

I feel like I am nothing, worthless

but, I am still here

for now that is

I am getting weaker

my bones are fragile

I am alone

frightened and confused

in the middle of nowhere I am

there is no doctor who will come

I can't even get out of bed

my breath is getting shorter

my heart is pumping harder

I am surly dying

am I wrong?

I am coming to you

my wife whom I love dearly

the time has come

we will finally be reunited

I feel you everyday

even though you are not of this world

this is it

I don't have to wait any longer

my life on this world is over

goodbye to this world

hello to another