She sat there looking down
At the hospital covers
Just laying crumpled underneath her
She couldn’t cry
But she wouldn’t look at their faces
Her family
Her doctors
She knew the faces
The horror stricken faces
The tears building in their eyes
Right before her tenth birthday
Why am I only living ten years
Will I even make it there
I don’t want to be in this hospital
I don’t want to see these doctors
How I want to be home
Be free from the cancer
That has overtaken me
Taken my life from me
My sister,
My mom and dad
Grammy too
How will they be
When they won’t see my face
How will I be
When I will only look down upon theirs.
I know what they’re saying
But the words still don’t want to be heard again
The treatment has ended
A long time ago
But my sister
She’s only just finding out
That I’m going to be gone
In just a few weeks
I see her holding back the tears
I’m fighting mine too
All those years
They just can’t be enough
They will never be enough
We’ll both wish for more.
I may be dieing
But I’m going to hang on
Hang on till the dead end
Please, my family
Don’t let go of my hand
My hand may be cold
But warm it up
Don’t let me slip away
Bring my life back
Oh, but I’m going to be happy
I’ll be in heaven
I’ll see God, and Jesus too
Please let me go now
I have the happy times
To remember
I’ll look down on you
And help you through
Don’t let me leave your heart
For there my hand is reaching out
Show me about
Take my hand
When you miss me
All you have to do is grab my hand
I’ll come out.
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