Slow death

No one holding your hand
no one breathing against your face
no flowers , no cards to wish you well

just a cold room
gray walls
your body breaking down
disappearing to world of peace
silence
slow death.

death creeping into your body like
liquid
effecting every joint of your body.
Depressing seeing
you all alone with
no loved ones .

me, an angel
seeing your last minutes of this world.
Invisible angels surrounding your
weak body
weeping, praying for you
but you cant hear our cries .
so you cry
in silence
scared of death
death is about to touch you.

gripping your bed sheets
three minutes later
hands get realized
your whisper
tears
weak, weaker

I'm that angel that saw you
have a slow death.

_maRiBeL_