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 !