Poem -
THE LAST GASP
Behind dead pupilsÂ
I can see your gaze
Looking so sorrowful I cried insideÂ
As you sat at my bedsideÂ
Tubes in my mouth and nose
No blinks, motionlessÂ
An accident victim.. comatose
Fainted sounds I hear
Like a distant drumÂ
Humming in my ear
At times, it sounds like
A stadium of people cheeringÂ
Other times, jeeringÂ
As I lay there without emotionsÂ
Straddling the fenceÂ
Between earths gravityÂ
And the Twilight zoneÂ
I am all alone, sailing, drifting, fallingÂ
Endlessly..
No one else but me in this new realityÂ
A reality without sound, no faces or life formÂ
I am comatose drowning in my own bloodÂ
Read my tears.. and pull the plug.
Wilford Barker.
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Comments
Wow! Really powerful stuff Wilford. Your words paint a vivid picture in the minds eye.
An accident victim comatosed and in limbo.
The last line really packs a punch. Begging for mercy. Is it written from experience? Because you descriptions are so good. Pinned.
Very much enjoyed - SydÂ
Hi Syd.
This is not from my experience Thank God..
or anyone that I know..
just laying here and thinking what an experience like that might be.
A sad one of course, for the less fortunate.
I did one a while back about waking up from one.
But thanks for your support.
This got me đ˘ amazing once again xÂ
Hj.
I must say..Â
when it's flowing it's very hard to stop my friend.
i normally write one or two poems a day.
but the floodgates are open... my mind won't let me be.
Lmbo.
Thanks for stopping by.
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