The Moment of Finality.

A beauty of the finest splendor…captivating Seizing the rooms attention on the inhale Now a shrinking shell of her former self Caught in a chemical coma to ease her pain Murmuring fate in silences void…foreboding Her eyes not seeing the milieu’s approach Those illusory walls protection now ravaged She stands naked before bereavements eyes As the nights pass I sit at her bedside…steady No corollary thought as the clock keeps pace I allay the fear by a whisper looking for lucidity While her random gasps for life squeeze within me Soft regrets for the misery I’ve caused…repentant Adrift in the words I bellowed in toxic anger Yearning to drink of the venom washed over you To share one moment in the clarity of forgiveness The scent of a spring dawn’s beauty fills the air…mocking Stroking your hair I stutter out my final goodbye Ready to be chained to the morose you absolve me Taking with you my weighted anguish with simple words Mom opened her eyes one last time and said…I love you too…