It Broke Her Life
A pair of hazel eyes
Meet his muddy brown
His arms strain to push His body up
He breathes
He stops
He stares
He can not do it
The teenage girl
Sits beside him on his bed
The girl asks in a cheerful voice,
“How are you doing today?”
He looks at her
And only stares
He can’t hear her voice
He raises his hands and spreads
Them out
I love my son as much as the size of an alligator
I love my grandson as much as the size of a fish
I love my granddaughter as much as the size of a bullfrog
He smiles
she smiles back
And the teenage girl hugs him
He starts to cry
He whispers in her ear
I see her
Isabelle
She’s waiting
I’m ready
please
I wanna die
The girls body shakes
The girl leaves the room
And goes to the door next to his
her room
Her sanctuary
She feels the throbbing heart beat out of her chest
It hurts
She cries
She hears it everyday his mission
His only mission
to die
So he doesn’t suffer
So he can see his wife
That once strong willed
Stubborn man
Begging to die
Until his last breath
that wife and husband
both died
in the same year
raised by them all her life
it broke her life
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