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The Depature

I lay here lost inside my mind Trapped within my shell Hearing all the world around Can't talk or even yell My wife tells me she loves me She strokes me with her hand I feel her tears roll down my cheek She tries to understand My mother and my father both Stand beside my bed Sorrow fills their mind and heart And makes them bow their head Immobilized, I'm set adrift Upon a sea of dreams Connected by a slew of wires Attached to some machines If only I could blink an eye To show that I'm alive Or squeeze a hand that's holding mine In hopes that I'll survive I'm reaching out. I'm trying to shout But muscles won't obey I lay here like the bed I'm in As moments drift away Somewhere in the darkness I can hear the spoken words "Come my son. It's time to go We'll soar just like the birds" But how can I just fly away And leave my life behind There's so much more I need to do So much I need to find My soul is in a quandry With turmoil in my brain Inferno rages through me Like a plague I can't explain Suddenly I hear the words Like powder in the mist "I think that we should let him go You know we've done our best" A plug is pulled. A flash of light Then everything is clear I'm standing in the room among The people I endear They all gather round me now In silence and in prayer I look upon their sorrow And I see how much they care I wish that I could hug them With a loving warm embrace And use my thumb to wipe the tears From each and every face But that will never, ever be Until their time has come And we can stand together In the glory of the sun Rockman :-)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 10/18/2013 12:25:00 AM
Wow, a stunning observation from the perspective of one who has crossed over. Had to read it several times, because it was just that amazing.
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Date: 9/15/2013 4:27:00 PM
My goodness Rockman. I really thought you might awake from the coma. Has a very real unreal feeling to it this poem does. "Like powder in the mist" caught my attention - wonderful. love, Kathy
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Date: 8/31/2013 6:30:00 PM
Wow. Powerful stuff. From personal experience? Hard to contemplate but beautifully written. Allan
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Date: 8/16/2013 10:24:00 AM
this is such a fantastic poem. And how strange that its title denotes what happened with you at Soup, that you have not posted anything since this poem. It's as if you "departed" from us!! I hope this was not a poem about you having failing health or something!! I hope to hear back from you and that you are still writing your poems.
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Date: 7/26/2013 6:29:00 AM
Very poignant poem Rockman.I really enjoyed this one from you.Thanks for the constructive critique on my work.See you around.
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Date: 6/16/2013 5:41:00 AM
Rockman, That is the best write I have ever read on how it must feel to be let go when on a vent! Yes the hearing is the last to go and I do believe we see and hear everything that happens. Death is a journey of the unknown! I have been with those who have let their loved ones go and with those who had their loved one survive and repeated everything that had been said even tho they were unresponsive! Great and Powerful write!!!!
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Date: 6/6/2013 7:35:00 PM
It's so sad and very emotional write it brings back memories of when my husband almost pasted away. thank you for sharing how he must have felt.
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Date: 5/20/2013 3:22:00 AM
hi Rockman! I appreciate your concern about my poem thank you so much it helps me a lot to improve my writings. I know I'm learning by you to write rhyme poems. Appreciate it so much!----ELAI
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Date: 5/19/2013 11:46:00 PM
wow! this is so amazing Rockman. I really feel how it touched the deep emotions. For sure many readers would love it. I don't get bored when I read the verses until the last part of it. I love the way you shared the two ways of life. loved it----Elai
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