Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2010
I lay in the bed across from you.
How could I not have heard
your gasps of air,
your sobs,
leaking from you
like blood leaks
from a dying body?

I pretended that I was asleep,
That I was somewhere else
lost in a dream-
too far
to hear the sound
of crumbling
as you melted away.
No Name
Written by
No Name
692
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems