Take Me

May 17, 2011
By , New York, NY
I gripped her hand
She did not wince
I kissed her lips
She did not flinch
I awaited the news with growing dread
And the doc pronounced, “She is dead.”
And just like that, my love was gone
Taken from me
This terrible dawn;
I resented Him
For taking her
To a place I’d never see
I wished, I wished
Not for the first time
That instead it had been me.
Yet would I doom her to this pain;
To this eternal sorrow;
I cried again,
And again,
Certain I’d live in horror.

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ktrox23 said...
Jun. 17, 2011 at 2:46 am
touching and nostalgic..gr8 work :)
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