What A Nightmare
25 January, 2005
Author: Angel On The Edge
You lay motionless.
It’s so quite,
But I can’t hear your heart beat,
Only mine.
Seconds past that seem like days.
The beeping noises are deafening.
People rush in crowding you.
One of the male doctors speaks softly
“Time of death”
“7.01am”
Reply’s another.
People now surrounding me saying it will be ok.
They are right beside me yet they sound miles away.
I feel alone,
My heart feels empty,
Something is missing.
At this time it hits,
I will never see you again
It’s not going to be ok
My heart is all ready aching for you company.
I feel so out of it
Someone starts to shake me.
I open my eyes and through my tears I see my mother.
She speaks softly to me.
“Come on its nearly five past seven its time to get ready for school.
You alarm clock has been going off since seven.”
I had they best feeling of happiest go through my body!!!
IT WAS JUST A DREAM.
------- Author's Notes -------
This is a crazy made up short story!!! |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
dimples (202.89.42.224) -- Thursday, January 27 2005, 08:55 am wow!!!! that seemed soooooooooo intense. my hart was breaking 4 u- then u said it was a dream ( i knew it all along) and i was soooooooooo happy for you. |
joyce ivy (68.222.112.191) -- Thursday, January 27 2005, 10:02 pm very good made up story...kept me captured through out...thanks for sharing...joyce |
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