Darrell Hoover Poet Rhyme

Sleep

Don't obsess about death... 
It will be here soon... 
There are more pleasant things on a summer afternoon... 
My IV isn't as comfortable as before... Hallucinations of water on the floor... 
I grip but can't hold...  I see but can't see... 
You've always meant so very much to me... 
I cough and I breathe, but it's hard to conceive, that the air in these lungs will soon make its leave... 
Leave me alone, just let me sleep... 
The secrets I have, I promise to keep...

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Skat A July 4, 2013 at 10:56 AM sad, and deep.......enjoyed............ LOVE* SKAT

Sara Kendrick June 26, 2013 at 11:41 AM Enjoyed reading your creative work...Interesting topic that you chose about which to write..I hope that you are not ill but this just a poem about the topic of illness and death..Sara