A Right Time To Die
A Right Time To Die
No time to hide.
No time to think.
The life inside me,
was no longer pink.
I saw it coming,
and tried to run.
Oh that feeling..
is not much fun.
My mind at first,
was filled with fear,
realizing IT was near.
I knew my lifetime,
was somehow up.
Inside my feelings
said ‘this just sucks’.
I didn’t really want to go,
so I clung on,
with all I know.
Death cannot take you,
unless you give up the fight,
and so I battled,
throughout the night.
He tried to trick me,
with warmth and light.
Recognizing his tactics,
I said ‘tonight’s not the night!’
He tried to seize upon my soul
resisting the pull
I tried to stay whole.
I saw the doctors
as I looked down.
All their faces grimaced
that hope was out.
They called my name,
to snatch me back,
as all my functions,
had begun to slack.
I heard their chants
as I floated out the room.
Quickly coming back
today was not my doom.
A single memory did the trick,
saving me right on the brink.
People needed me to stay,
today was not mine
to slip away.
Copyright Elle Smith 2017
Copyright © Elle Smith | Year Posted 2017
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