It's dark, it's raining
A flash, I'm cut
My blood drips
And my flesh burns
My eyes tear
My ears ring
I'm slowly dying
I can feel my blood
Flowing from my veins
My heart beats faster
My breathing slows
I can see my life before my eyes
I see my mother
My father, and my little brother
I hear their laughter
I see their tears
I want to hold them
But they're not here
I'm sorry Mom
I made a mistake
I don't want to die
But it's too late
There is no one to save me
There is only me
I can only help myself
I can barely move
As I reach for a towel
I make my way to the door
I stagger down the hallway
I make it to the phone
I call my mom and tell her
To come home fast
I'm cut and bleeding
As I start to fall
I wake up later
To my mother's tears
My father's there
He's crying too
I try to reach for them
But I can't
I hear the doctor talking
He's telling them I am gone
No! I'm not dead!
Don't take me away!
Mom! Dad!
I love you... I'm sorry
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Poem originally published on 1/8/2008
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Lines of a Broken Soul
PoetryLines of a Broken Soul is a collection of poetry written throughout my life. Each poem expresses how I felt at that time. Some may not be understandable to you but to me each poem is a scar upon my heart. Most of the poetry written within these page...
