Deep Breath
Deep breath
It's just a place
I'm just going to see
My grandma
Nothing else matters
Don't look at anyone
Look at your shoes
Deep breath
They're just old
And medicated
Left by their children
Here at this place
To die
Deep breath
No one's okay here
Everything seems stable
But medicated
It's a false stability
And it's killing me
That single beep
Following a heart beat
My mind races
Wondering what it would be like
If that beeping suddenly
Flat lined
Deep breath
She's not hooked up to the machine
Someone in the distance is
My mind wanders
Does any one come to see the
Vegetable hooked up to that machine
That breathes for him
Deep breath
As we leave
It's alright now
But yet it's not
That is not a place to live
That's a place
Where people go to die
Deep breath
Smell of cleaning products
It smells like death
Slipping through the heating ducts
Deep breath
Medicated
Out of it
All just waiting
Hoping
Praying
For death
To take them
In her sweet, loving arms
Copyright © Anastasiya Potter | Year Posted 2010
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