Smell Of Death
18 September, 2003
Author: Melissa
As i walk into the room
The smell starts to appear
Standing there seeing him,
Just lyin there
So helpless and liveless
But still fighting for his life.
I can see the fear in his eyes
I can smell death all over in tha room
Can smell it even more when he's near.
All i wanna do is shed sum tears
But i must be strong
Not only for myself
But for my mom.
She always told me to hang on
And be strong even tho thats
Going to be hard to do.
By this time
I cant stand it much longer.
I hate seeing him in here
In the condition he's in.
I hate the smell of death
But its life i guess.
Nothin no one can do,
But let nature take its course.
I dont wanna let go
But i know i must let go.
Soon i wont be smelling
The smell of death.
It will be all over soon
Which is going to bring a lot tears.
But i want everyone to know
I love him very much
That's why i dont want to let go.
It's time to say goodbye
So grandpa - Go ahead
Go home and be with tha Lord.
As i leave the room- hoping he lives
The smell of death disappears.
------- Author's Notes -------
This poem is wrote bout today - my grandpa is in tha hospital and this is how i feel whatever, but no words can really discribe how i feel bout my grandpa dyin. He's still alive as far as i know. I'm gonna be writing a better poem, sumtime. It's going to be to my grandpa. the smell of death disappeared b/c i left the room not cos he died. |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Terrie* (65.148.233.250) -- Friday, September 19 2003, 08:45 am (((Melissa)), your poem was very touching.. well written....it was what you felt..you expressed it very well...i wish i can say something comforting..but i know that no matter how much i offer a word of comfort..it will not lighten the load that you are faced with.i see life and death every day..and i stand by to comfort those that find it hard to let go..the hardest part of death is when it finally sinks in that it is the final chapter..the last breath that is witnessed... say your good byes to your granfather..help him on his journey into the light of the next life ...hearing is the last sense to go...they may not speak..but they can hear you very well....you do not have to be strong...go thru the griefing process...it is okay to cry..no one will question your love for him, they can see it in your heart just as your grandfather does..he will always remain in your heart...he is the memory that never fades....love to you and your family sweetie , i will look for your next poem...God Bless You!!!! |
| Melissa (129.1.33.54) -- Tuesday, September 23 2003, 11:46 pm Hey, I wish i could have went back to the hospital and tell him my goodbyes...But it was too late. After i got home that night i wrote that poem, my mom came to my room telling me he was worse and only had a half hour to live....I took that hard. Tried cutting my wrist a lot. But i'm going to stop cutting my wrist. They are not deep cuts but enough to hurt...If it wasnt for my mom and step dad, my friends, and Jonathan (my bf) i dont know where i'd be right now..But my grandpa is in a better place now and no more suffering for him. He's still here with me and everyone else jus not in a physical way. But thank u very much. I'm working on another poem, i think i'm going to name it "empty" or sumthin like that..And i might be writin more poems after i get that one done too. Have a good day. |
| Terrie* (65.148.212.154) -- Wednesday, September 24 2003, 12:46 am (((Melissa)) i am sooooo sorry sweetie...as i started reading your comment it brought tears to my eyes.....................sweetie , i know how difficult it is to lose some one precious to death whether it is expected or not...the best thing for you to do is to go on with your life. for you Grandpa....keep those memories alive in his honor within your heart..we all hold separate memories of our loved ones...oh... sweetie please do not try to harm yourself again..you are precious to those that love you,to those that have just gotten to know you and those whose life you have touched and will touch w/your poetry...you and your family remain in our prayers...do not hold your pain in...that is a blessing that Jonathan is there for you ...my heart breaks for you..i have experienced your kind of pain..and i know no matter what words i choose i know that it won't erase the pain..all i can offer is my heart to listen to you from a distance....God Bless You!!!! Terrie* |
| Melissa (129.1.34.55) -- Monday, September 29 2003, 11:21 pm It's okay. I aint going to hurt myself anymore. And i mean that. I wrote another peom thing called "grandpa" i have to put it on here yet, and wrote the one called "empty" but that aint that good of a peom, i have to rewrite it i think. Umm...i dont really try to hold my pain in, but i think i do. I try holding it in so no one else can see it. But yea. thank you for writing or whatever. thanks. *melissa* |
| Terrie* (67.24.37.107) -- Tuesday, September 30 2003, 05:18 am i look forward to your next poem.. try not to hold your pain in ..it is not healthy for you..give yourself room to go thru the griefing process..share that pain w/someone else...not only will they be comforting you, but...you will be comforting them just as well.God Bless You! |
| Chantel (68.226.204.37) -- Monday, December 5 2005, 10:38 pm That was a great poem. I am so sorry for your loss. |
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