The Depature
I lay here lost inside my mind
Trapped within my shell
Hearing all the world around
Can't talk or even yell
My wife tells me she loves me
She strokes me with her hand
I feel her tears roll down my cheek
She tries to understand
My mother and my father both
Stand beside my bed
Sorrow fills their mind and heart
And makes them bow their head
Immobilized, I'm set adrift
Upon a sea of dreams
Connected by a slew of wires
Attached to some machines
If only I could blink an eye
To show that I'm alive
Or squeeze a hand that's holding mine
In hopes that I'll survive
I'm reaching out. I'm trying to shout
But muscles won't obey
I lay here like the bed I'm in
As moments drift away
Somewhere in the darkness
I can hear the spoken words
"Come my son. It's time to go
We'll soar just like the birds"
But how can I just fly away
And leave my life behind
There's so much more I need to do
So much I need to find
My soul is in a quandry
With turmoil in my brain
Inferno rages through me
Like a plague I can't explain
Suddenly I hear the words
Like powder in the mist
"I think that we should let him go
You know we've done our best"
A plug is pulled. A flash of light
Then everything is clear
I'm standing in the room among
The people I endear
They all gather round me now
In silence and in prayer
I look upon their sorrow
And I see how much they care
I wish that I could hug them
With a loving warm embrace
And use my thumb to wipe the tears
From each and every face
But that will never, ever be
Until their time has come
And we can stand together
In the glory of the sun
Rockman :-)
Copyright © Rockman Pritts | Year Posted 2013
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