Wednesday, 8 April 2015

Poem #4 (Has no title)

If I could just see.
If I could just feel.
If I could just get another chance.

I can still remember.
I can still remember all the voices.
I can still remember all the people in the room.

I could hear the machine peeping.
I could hear the peeps becoming faster.
I could heat the doctor storming into the room.

I felt somebody touching my hand.
I felt somebody whispering in my ear.
It's going to be okay, if you want to go, well.. you can go.

I could feel a drop of water touch my face.
I could hear people crying.
I could hear the machine peeping quickly.

I saw a bright light.
I felt my body floating.
I could just hear the long peep of the machine.

I wish I stayed for a little longer.
Well I guess this is goodbye.

Goodbye all my friends, family, loved ones and all the other people


Hey it's me..

So what did you think of the poem?
Please do not start to worry or anything.
It just came into my mind and I wrote it.
This poem does not relate to me.
Just saying, in case you might worry.

Greetings, Nadya