Tears of Broken Death
I feel the pain
The immense pressure in my chest
Will she leave me
Will she die
I don’t think I can handle this
The increased heartache
For she is near death
I hurt so much
By the ears she listened
So quietly she sleeps
But deceivingly so
She doesn’t breathe quite right
At a loss for air
I quiver with the pain of her dying
She listens
With each breath she takes
I breathe but not of happiness
I hurt all throughout
I hate to worry
The annoyances of being this way
The terror of the inevitable
Death will surely come slowly
Taking each breath she has
And throwing it out
Past any hope
Of recovery
She has no air left in her
To breathe
And I cry…
Tears of broken death
Russell Sivey
Entered into Nathan A.'s "Free-Verse poems" contest
3/12/2013
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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