There you lie in your sterile bed,
With your sterile hands and your sterile head.
Tubes growing from your torso and limbs,
Your body intact but your spirit becoming thin.
I look at this person I knew before
All lifeless and blank,a human no more.
The tubes are your lifeline,all yellow and clear
To rip them out and give you your pride,
I would pay dear
But to have loved and watch you now
My own Death I fear !
Mar 30, 2011
Mar 30, 2011 at 8:43 AM UTC
There you lie in your sterile bed,
With your sterile hands and your sterile head.
Tubes growing from your torso and limbs,
Your body intact but your spirit becoming thin.
I look at this person I knew before
All lifeless and blank,a human no more.
The tubes are your lifeline,all yellow and clear
To rip them out and give you your pride,
I would pay dear
But to have loved and watch you now
My own Death I fear !