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Mar 2017
My life shattered but won't give out
My wife coughs out; words leave her mouth
And it's a no, i was so ready to go
Didn't we say so? All those times we played? Didn't we always find a way? Oh
And look how she spares her pride, tears in her eyes; she's dead inside
And from my chest - no reply; but sparks on wires my heart replies
Nerves that can't form
Words to reply
Let me expire; send word to mum and sis; become a miss
I hate when you see me like this
Every wait weights upon our bliss
It's all sorts of horrific; let me be specific
Wouldn't it be terrific
To just let me go; remember we were just so
Soul to soul and oh so whole
Not all of these charts and missives
I liked you in control but i hate me this submissive
Now i've hit the wall; time comes for us all
It's unacceptable to contemplate my fall
Now be swift and hit the switch;
It's on the wall
If it would please you i always believed in you;
you know it's true
Please don't look appalled
Me and you were always one
Now it's all for one
And one for all

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This is the first 'in character' verse i've written in a while - depicting euthanasia from the patient's end; I've always felt it one of the great injustices of our society that we will see a person out in suffering that we would spare a pet
Philip Richards
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