Aidan Gilbert Poet Rhyme

A Pretty Sound-Hit Me With Your Best Shot

A Pretty Sound-Hit Me With Your Best Shot
By: Aidan Gilbert

At the park swinging
I heard my phone ringing
Picked it up and heard my Mom crying
The cancer spread, I was told I am dying
It sucks to know you only have two weeks
And to live them in a hospital bedridden too weak
Staring at the ceiling colorless eyed
Hiding the question that burns my jumbled mind
Why did God choose me to die
My parents sitting at my dying side
So quiet I can practically hear my brother two stories down trying not to cry
Taking the elevator with my grandparents to see if his only sister is alright
In my dreams I scream at God
Why did you do this?!
Was there some pretty picture on my way here I missed?!
Well you hit me with your best shot
My remaining cheerfulness you get to watch rot
All of this broke me down
For the first time calm lying still in my hospital gown…
I just wanted to have heard a pretty sound
I was taken by something out of my sight
But I wasn’t truly hurt that I wouldn’t be able to put up a fight
It was me as a fifteen year old girl and being robbed that right.

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Skat A July 26, 2015 at 12:14 AM AIDAN:) Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soups, Home Page. ~SKAT LOVE~ Aidan Gilbert August 15, 2015 at 4:38 PM thank you

Scott Thirtyseven July 22, 2015 at 9:08 AM I wish to congratulate you on being able to put these feelings into such succinct words. In my career I have watched, aided, many on similar journeys to that which you describe above. Your line about the hospital ceiling is so just so vivid to me. They really are universally such shitty ceilings, and you can only count the tiles in so many ways. Aidan Gilbert July 22, 2015 at 2:32 PM thanks

Constance La France July 22, 2015 at 8:59 AM Aidan, such a deep and heartbreaking write and congratulations on having it selected as a feature poem this week, enjoy the honor Aidan Gilbert July 22, 2015 at 2:34 PM thankyou

Edward Snyder July 21, 2015 at 5:18 PM Too sweet, nice, we can only sympathetically wish you well. Aidan Gilbert July 22, 2015 at 2:33 PM thanks but it wasn't about me. I made up this character. I felt inspired Aidan Gilbert July 22, 2015 at 2:33 PM out of empathy i wrote it.

Janet Runyan July 20, 2015 at 2:52 PM Wow, this hit me hard. On a personal level because I've had cancer twice and thought pretty close to those same thoughts. I was lucky though. I appreciate you writing about it. It's something I haven't been able to do. A favorite for sure. Great poetry skills Janet Runyan July 20, 2015 at 7:21 PM Thank you so much. That's really very kind of you Aidan Gilbert July 20, 2015 at 7:13 PM Thanks. That means a lot. I hope God will continue to bless you and keep you well-Aidan