Pink Flowers

Pink Flowers
2002-03-13 04:02:27 (UTC)

Nonsense

Waiting....
Time passes and I wait
Sometimes for a mericle
A selfish mericle that time will stand still

But he is already gone
His heart beat is all that remains
Why can't he come back??
I demand a mericle
A selfish mericle

The words are obviously not being digested
Instead they are being thrown back up...with the rest of
dinner
With the rest of the pain

Waiting....
Time passes and I wait
Sometimes for an instant change
For his breathing to cease instantly

The waiting becomes agony!
The memories become cherished
The machines monotomously hum and beep at a steady pace
Until a deathly silece overtakes everything else

I life is lost
Another disease has won
A part of my heart hardens
Now...again....waiting
Time passes and I wait
Only this time I don't know what for....