#67

“Death IV”


I am at the hospital recovering slow.
I can feel the slow movement of my cold blood flow.
I’m in the hospital because of her.

I thought I’d be dead this time, but I guess I’m wrong.
I am quite sure that I won’t be alive for long.
Especially since I can’t be with her.

Even though she turned me down, I could try again.
But I’m going to die, so I can’t try again.
Now I know that I’ll never be with her.

The bullet that’s in me already was removed.
Pretty soon, I will be dead; so my point was proved.
I will not go on if I’m not with her.

I look out the door.  I can see the one I love.
But I also see that she found someone to love.
Now she has someone to look out for her.

She looks at me and she smiles, then she leaves the room.
She must want me to die here slowly in this room.
At least I will die and be free from her.

How far do I have to go just to be with her?
Her cruelness had made me kill myself for sure.
I am almost dead, all because of her.

I hope I die sometime soon in this hospital.
I hate living.  I don’t want to suffer at all.
And I want to be far away from her.

Sudenly, the man appears wearing total black.
I’ve been waiting for him.  He finally came back.
Finally, I will be away from her.

I tell him to take me now, but he hesitates.
He says that I must find the answer and just wait.
But I cannot wait to be free from her.

It’s hard for me to make the final decision.
What will I choose?  What will be my last decision?
Will I lose her or could I be with her?

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5-15-97
11:35AM



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