final curtain
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I remember seeing a pregnant man in a hospital bed
his family by his side
A nurse came in, doctor in tow, and closed the curtain for privacy
Privacy denied
And there behind the soundproof curtain
came the words he knew already
This life inside was not his child, but himself
his own enemy
His family wept but he stayed strong
until the news continued
He could have passed this killer on
to the ones he held and raised and loved
from helpless babes to young adults
His children came to learn that day
that this too could be their fate
1 in 4, a quarter chance, 25% probability
a possibility
of becoming the next victim
fighting their father's enemy
He couldn't hold back the tears
Couldn't ask the questions ringing in his ears
filling his head
making him dizzy
wished he was dead
wished he never had to die
Then it was time for all to go
opening the curtain and leaving him exposed
And in the awkwardness of knowing what I didn't want to know
I wished I could have closed my curtain to give him his privacy
to give me mine.
his family by his side
A nurse came in, doctor in tow, and closed the curtain for privacy
Privacy denied
And there behind the soundproof curtain
came the words he knew already
This life inside was not his child, but himself
his own enemy
His family wept but he stayed strong
until the news continued
He could have passed this killer on
to the ones he held and raised and loved
from helpless babes to young adults
His children came to learn that day
that this too could be their fate
1 in 4, a quarter chance, 25% probability
a possibility
of becoming the next victim
fighting their father's enemy
He couldn't hold back the tears
Couldn't ask the questions ringing in his ears
filling his head
making him dizzy
wished he was dead
wished he never had to die
Then it was time for all to go
opening the curtain and leaving him exposed
And in the awkwardness of knowing what I didn't want to know
I wished I could have closed my curtain to give him his privacy
to give me mine.
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And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key
a young mother
a skeleton with skin
hiding tears from her children
smiling for others
trying to hold it in
can't keep down a thing
except emotion
acting calm in the commotion
pretending that she'll win
when it's plain to see
that the mother who mothered me
when my curtain wasn't closed
she's about to leave
lose all she needs
and everything she knows
sent chillllsss down my spine.
that's how it'll be
wrinkled skin
and faded memories
visiting hour
a young couple arrives
taking their place
by the old man's side
hello son
you're a friendly man
what's your name then?
my grandson?
I should have known
oh, haven't you grown
and who is this?
and you're lady friend?
such a pretty thing
oh, we met last week?
well tell me again
goody-o then
they said their farewells
see you in a while
leaving the room
with sad eyed smiles
and he said to the room
to who ever would listen
weren't they nice people
I wished he could miss them
Always a smile
and goody-o then
the curtains never closed
around that man
Three hours from home
Just for tests
Somehow missed the children's ward
A touch too old?
Or was it full?
In her youth and relative health
She shared a room of death
And wealth of character
One day out of thousands
But never forgotten
Lives ending, her's just begining
The only one left with their curtain still open
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
that first one is mind-blowing
they are all good
but damn
that first one . . .
"what a long, strange trip it's been"