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Created on: June 24, 2008
Traces of pain,
coursing through my veins.
Tugging at tubes,
willing my arms to move.
Pushing a button,
unconscious of reaction.
Calming, soothing serum,
robbing me of all sensation.
Bright lights flicker,
shadowy figures roam, sicker.
Seeing but not seen,
who are these lonely beings?
Weightless for a moment,
taking me from where I was sent.
I can not, will not go,
drifting back to a figure far below.
I do not understand,
madness quickly takes hold, I land.
My mother sadly smiles,
and melts into figures lined for miles.
Now I am known,
passing through death alone.
Refusing to leave,
I open my eyes and finally see.
A man, head bowed low,
he holds my hand not letting go.
I smile at him,
and once more I sleep within.
My madness locked away,
soundly asleep in the bed where I stay.
Knowing once more,
I will walk proudly beyond this door.
Death will wait,
his next call will come without debate.
Being cheated of his prize,
perhaps next time I will perish and die.
Today won't be his day,
it is time for him to walk away.
Forgetting me for a while,
Sleeping now I chase my dreams for miles.
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coursing through my veins.
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willing my arms to move.
Pushing a button,
unconscious of reaction.
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the doctor told me with a frown.
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