tubes connect to my mouth and nose
needles and wires wrapped around flesh
the hum of machines drowning out the sounds of birds outside
unlike the others around me
there are no get well cards on my table
no balloons strewn on my bed
i have had no visits
no one has come to say goodbye
the families of others look away from my blank stare
all i ever wanted was to be loved
now i am dying and surrounded by no one
i wake up each day
positive it will be my last
but i have not been granted the sweet release of death
no i have been forgotten by the reaper
he has left me to suffocate in my sorrow
being stuck in a pastel room for weeks
listening to the noises of others crying
while they sit and pray for life
i beg for the day when i will finally be flat lining
YOU ARE READING
flutter
Poetryhis cruel words were said without stutter as he left me alone without giving me the chance to even mutter so all i can do now is pick my torn apart heart out of the gutter as i spread my singed wings in the hopes to grasp the clouds as i flutter ⭐◾⭐...
