No longer Breathing

by Krete   Nov 20, 2004


I'm sorry they told you I was no longer breathing.

Seeing rainclouds raining,
I knew terrible images running through your mind.
In truth I suffered very small.

I am sorry my love its hard when its cancers reigning.

Forgive me for giving up.
Your in a mess, I'm all stuck up.
So sad I am, your heavy burden known.
Lost and miserable without a care,
where dare I let you go?

I'm sorry my love Its so hard when its Raining.

Storm-clouds are thundering,
I can hear them now.
Why is it you add too--Why Scream?
Please, be silent--its only a Dream.
The Power went; the storm did go.
But thats irrelevant, out of vogue.

My love, I'm sorry the Backup plan did not work.
I know you too, I know you well,
I too would not have wanted to die,
But in a manger side by side, I see my savior still.

Its ok with me My Love, I die in a Hospital,
With him by my side.

And slowly am no longer ill.

Later in the afterlife, we'll discuss the bill.

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  • 20 years ago

    by EpithetPoet

    I liked this poem. It's hard to describe it, but i loved the way the poem was written. It wasn't completely coherent, but in a good way. Lovely work and thanks for the comment on min. :)