Best Deathsmile Poems
You lay there
Your eyes cold and
Blank.
The slow beat of your
Heart echoes in the room
As the pool of blood slowly
Surrounds you.
It stands over you,
With a smile but emotionless face
As you see your reflection in Its
Eyes
And red paints Its face,
You unable to speak
From the pretty little cut
It left on your neck.
It slowly walks around you
Taping the knife in Its hand,
Stabbing, over and over again
until the very end,
When you heart beat echoes
The very last time
And your eyes close
And you see Its emotionless
smiling face for the very last
Time.
It drops the knife and slowly
walks away from your body
And It picks up the phone and dials
911
And the speaker replies
"Hello how can I help you?"
A smile appears upon Its face
And It laughs a little
And says
"Can you come help I think
I just killed my friend"
I drop the phone and
Staggers away.
It waited on the corner.
So you decided to make a right.
You decided that walking would not do , so at the corner you got on the bus.
You arrived at your destination a little late, but there all the same.
You walked on, and then you realized you were not alone.
We, you are now called, and its a joy to hear that term.
We, smile a lot now, because now we are three.
We no longer wait for the bus, along the way we got a car.
We smile as we drive, the outside world appears safe.
But there on the corner it sat.
We said we are glad school is over and the wedding is next week.
We are now two, but we smile as we walk.
We plan to move and be safe.
It no longer sits, but now it stands.
It has waited and now there is no time for a right.
And now we are you and the it no longer waits.
The Prognosis
He put on his best smile as he walked into the room,
But he knew the prognosis and it was bad, he hated being the bearer of gloom.
He said it would seem like your heart would get hardened to it after awhile,
But it is so hard knowing and trying to show hope with a smile.
And as he spoke she read what his smile was trying to hide,
She said doctor I’m a big girl and besides I’ve already cried.
He said we can prolong it, but it will cause only more suffering and pain,
And we can’t operate it’s embedded too deep in the brain.
He said three maybe four months, I’d promise you more if I could,
She replied that’s more than I need and I’m thankful, and yes I know that you would.
He said when the pain starts getting really intense then you’ll know your time is getting near,
He said I’m so sorry and I just wish there was more I could do, I’m truly so sorry my dear!
She held his hand and said doc, dying is also a part of living,
She said God will bless you for your part, for all the love and the care you are giving.
She said I’m glad you’ll be there with me, the day I take my last and final breath,
She said I know where I am going and I fear not this death.
This is a fictitious write,
it is just a story that came to my head.
God Bless All, Ron