Beep
Surrounded by white,
so safe, so secure.
Trapped in a comfort
which I can't endure.
People rush in but
just as quick they go.
My heart feels great pain
but it does not show.
The line jumps up
and down in sync.
The hours creep by,
so much time to think
About how I got here,
how I am now so weak.
How I let people go,
so many answers I seek.
Why did I believe I had
so much time at hand?
It is only at the end that
we begin to understand
How much time slips away
and love passes us by
Our lives slowly fade away
and in the end we die.
But why look back with such
regret on what has made me smile?
Life is just a mess of confusion
and never end in style.
And so my eyes fall on the machines
that keep me in this state.
This is no way to live;
such an ugly fate.
Instead I use my wrinkled hand
to pull the wires out.
I started a life empty handed
and I'll be sure to end with nought.
I lie back in my comfort,
I have no more time to spend.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.
Silence. End.
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