She'sGone.

She'sGone.

A Poem by +Naomi+

Is this death?
My minds blank as you take my place.
Is this my fault?
My minds blank as you're carried away.

I black out slowly,
My eyelids shifting shut.
I awaken to the sound of a monitor.

Doctors rush to get you breathing again.
"She's not dead!"
I want to scream.
"Help her!"

Yet I can't scream.
I can't move.
I'm looking down upon her face.
Her piercing  eyes are open,
staring blankly at the ceiling.

No.
No, No, No!

I shut my eyes before. 
This is a dream!
A sick dream.

"She's alive!"
I tell myself...
Yet I know this isn't the truth.
She's gone.
I could've stopped her.

....
I didn't even get to say thank you.

© 2011 +Naomi+


Author's Note

+Naomi+
Dedicated to Chloe...
I could've helped her.

..It's not the best...

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Wow.. this was such a powerful write. it touched me deeply. thank you for the read request. keep writing!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Life and death are held on a thread. Some mistakes can be costly. A very sad poem. To watch someone die is a hard thing. A strong poem with a sad story.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Don't live with regret. It will hurt you more than the loss of a loved one. Beautifully written, and full of emotion. Keep writing from the heart :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Posted 12 Years Ago


wow

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is obviously very personal and therefore I won't try and analyze it. But this is a very good piece of work you have here hun :) Be proud of it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


It's good (: very sad though, I like it Naomi. And smile, cause it'll be okay (:

Posted 12 Years Ago



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+Naomi+

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