by Janette Dengo

Created on: October 09, 2008   Last Updated: February 20, 2011

Coma,

Bleep, Bleep, Bleep, Bleep

Black is the choking emotion

In this one ICU hospital room

Filled with foreign sounds

Watching you on death bed

Breathing tubes in your head

Memories and dreams of us

Numbing tears it surrounds

This deadly room I sit in

Many who have died within

Souls screaming of departed

Not ready to leave yet darted

Accidents of life and mistakes

The reaper awaits and takes

These spirits to go unwilling

Ominous feeling so chilling

Wishing it was I and not you

Feeling sickly faint I sit on bed

Taking away your pain so blue

Last drop of blood I give to you

Please accept it sis and do take

It is all I have left and is not fake

Of my love you never believed

Are you happy now?

You must be oh so relieved!

As I gently touch your warm hand

You are unable to see my true fear

Yet I trust you do feel me near

Please do not die my dear sister

My anger and fear is yes, so sinister

Emotions boiling hot with icy shards

How frivolously you have played

Your aces were such perfect cards

I reveal to you in my silence

Your choices repelled my guidance

You always reject and refuse

Repulse to heat up like a fuse

All I want to do is shake you

Hug you, smack and awake you

Cry and laugh with you again

And heal to take away your pain

I cannot believe you did suicide

Never would I approve or coincide

This is nonsense and so appalling

Breaking down in tears I am falling

So stupid you self-centred brat

I scatter my love to you like rat

Yet you abuse and let it decay

Rotting in fungus to you I lay

You are so selfish to do this now

We both promised in a sister vow

To be there for each other always

Helping, laughing till our old days

It is a nightmare and is not real

This pinching feeling hurt I feel

Your face is so pale and lifeless

Yet to me you are purely priceless

I scream inside so piercing loud

Wake up, wake up, wake up now

You must live again and get help

My throat is so dry of my yelp

Though it is so useless for me to tell

You lay there under a coma spell

Who am I kidding I wish to die

Beside you comatose I want to lie

We are all here mother, father and I

Begging mercifully to open one eye

Tell us you can hear and all is well

I am unable any longer reality tell

My brain swollen from endless tears

Wishing so hard and jabbing fears

My stomach hurts of hot cinder coals

I relive your coma in hospital walls

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