Hmm.A Poem by Dawn "They are going to pull the plug today.."
I took two steps back and felt something.
That sharp pain that pulls me into myself. The dark is a suffocating feeling when I'm afraid my eyes won't open. "They are going to pull the plug today. Lung cancer, all that cigarette smoking finally did her in." Pacing halls with sterile smells and plastic smiles. Twinkle twinkle little star, "Another newborn just came into the world" a nurse says over my shoulder. "Grandma's dying, she can't breathe without--" Muffled crying, I'm crying inside, I have to be strong. I wasn't her favorite, I wish I was. Flashback- "Dad isn't going to take us up to Grandma's today, he has work." (A disappointed look.) "Dad doesn't want to make the trip too much traffic." (A sad and resigned nod.) "Dad can't take us to the reunion, it's too far, you know how he gets." (A nod.) ------------------- They are going to do it.. they really are. But-- it's a bad bad world. Her face was pale, lifeless. My feeble grip, I could barely touch her. "It's going to be okay," I say-- my older sisters sob grasping my shoulder blades why am I the one, I want to run ---now! "Dad will be here later, he had his schedule, it's his schedule." Grandma is going to die I nod, and shut my eyes. She's trying to catch her breath, as they take the oxygen away. Gasping, or is that me gasping, inside my head. Hands like ice, I grip my purse. No sobbing no sobbing at all. Twinkle, twinkle little star.. "Another newborn just came into the world." She's lifeless, she's gone, oh my God. I walk out into the sitting area. "Hi, Dad, she's gone." I sit down in a chair as he walks to the room. I nod. © 2017 DawnReviews
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