Tears of Broken Death

Written by: Russell Sivey

I feel the pain The immense pressure in my chest Will she leave me Will she die I don’t think I can handle this The increased heartache For she is near death I hurt so much By the ears she listened So quietly she sleeps But deceivingly so She doesn’t breathe quite right At a loss for air I quiver with the pain of her dying She listens With each breath she takes I breathe but not of happiness I hurt all throughout I hate to worry The annoyances of being this way The terror of the inevitable Death will surely come slowly Taking each breath she has And throwing it out Past any hope Of recovery She has no air left in her To breathe And I cry… Tears of broken death
Russell Sivey Entered into Nathan A.'s "Free-Verse poems" contest 3/12/2013