Russell Sivey Poet Free verse

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

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Donna Jones March 14, 2013 at 5:36 PM Congrats Russell...:-) :-) :-) :-) :-) !!!!!!!!!

Sara Kendrick March 14, 2013 at 3:14 PM Congrats on your great win..Sara

Poet Destroyer A March 13, 2013 at 5:28 PM Russell, a deep ending verse.. your poem is amazing! I love it;-)! Congratulations on your wonderful win in Nathan's contest~ always*LINDA

Don Johnson March 13, 2013 at 4:58 AM the waiting and the watching, the fear of someone gone, the waiting and then for nothing , try always to be strong ....:(

Debra Squyres March 12, 2013 at 4:29 PM brings back memories...you have described the feelings so well. It is tears of broken death we shed for those who suffer a lingering death.

Lucilla Carrillo March 12, 2013 at 9:39 AM Russell; this is a wonderful poem that you have written. it is very hard to accept that a loved one is going to die. The hardest thing is - that you can't do nothing about it. I hope it is not true for you now. Take care and God bless you. Lucilla

Nina Mindova March 12, 2013 at 7:05 AM HELLO FROM BULGARIA. HELLO FROM YAMBOL.

Connie Gildersleeve March 12, 2013 at 6:53 AM Russell heartfelt, the last breath of death, emotions filled each line. I can relate to this poem. Watching my mother struggle for every breath with her lung disease. Warm Smiles, Connie

Delysia Hendricks March 12, 2013 at 6:49 AM I was seriously moved by your poem, Russell. I sure hope it's a work of fiction. You made it so alive I could feel your pain. For sure the best contest entry I've seen. Good luck, my friend :)