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The machine says it all.
Iron. forbidding nature's call.
Those white, tunnel corridors open out,
Whilst the family exclaims, shouts...
As whispers.
The calander pages, they wisp away,
Hope decreasing by each passing day.
Words from the God, lying, true,
Mocking the charts that ultimately come through.
Time of death, it was long ago.
Ages gather in a hall, with numbers to show.
Heart strings snapping from thoughts that proceed,
As the hoarse voice of a love does plead.
The spills of holy water wait on their perch,
Until the hand strikes the hour of hurt.
A waterfall engulfes the entirety of life,
As the boy beside me falls headfirst into strife.
fin
Iron. forbidding nature's call.
Those white, tunnel corridors open out,
Whilst the family exclaims, shouts...
As whispers.
The calander pages, they wisp away,
Hope decreasing by each passing day.
Words from the God, lying, true,
Mocking the charts that ultimately come through.
Time of death, it was long ago.
Ages gather in a hall, with numbers to show.
Heart strings snapping from thoughts that proceed,
As the hoarse voice of a love does plead.
The spills of holy water wait on their perch,
Until the hand strikes the hour of hurt.
A waterfall engulfes the entirety of life,
As the boy beside me falls headfirst into strife.
fin
I'll always remember this day, and the key days before.
When I first started high school, about a week in, I made a friend or two. And then shortly after that I discovered that this specific friend had another friend who was on a life support machine.
Every day the teachers would try to give us all hope and say 'how the boy will be okay soon and we should prey for him'. So everyone did.
Eventually, the day came, when we went into assembly and discovered that they had taken him off his life support machine... and I was sat next to my friend that knew him.
I remember we had the priest in that day, and he was doing a sort of 'farewell' to the boy that had died. It was so, so sad. My friend was crying throughout, and so many people were so upset by it. It lasted for about an hour... and almost all the way through it, I kept the tears back.
I remember my heart feeling like it could drop out at any second, and the grief my friend was going through was excrusiatingly painful.
Eventually, I couldn't stand it anymore, and I burst into tears.
I've never been to a funeral before, or after that. And I truly never want to.
Rest in peace.
When I first started high school, about a week in, I made a friend or two. And then shortly after that I discovered that this specific friend had another friend who was on a life support machine.
Every day the teachers would try to give us all hope and say 'how the boy will be okay soon and we should prey for him'. So everyone did.
Eventually, the day came, when we went into assembly and discovered that they had taken him off his life support machine... and I was sat next to my friend that knew him.
I remember we had the priest in that day, and he was doing a sort of 'farewell' to the boy that had died. It was so, so sad. My friend was crying throughout, and so many people were so upset by it. It lasted for about an hour... and almost all the way through it, I kept the tears back.
I remember my heart feeling like it could drop out at any second, and the grief my friend was going through was excrusiatingly painful.
Eventually, I couldn't stand it anymore, and I burst into tears.
I've never been to a funeral before, or after that. And I truly never want to.
Rest in peace.
© 2008 - 2024 Yasuzoma
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...taking people off of life support is absolutely horrible and wrong unless the person THEMSELF said they wanted to. But if they're on life support, how would they tell you?
I'm sorry...
I'm sorry...