last breath

a poem about my last words

i imagined, i was an old man
lying on his bed of death
breathing shallow, lips dry and cracked
thinking about times gone by
and hassles had,
the best,the worst i have been
there has been a few,
from the drink and the drugs
to the heartache I've seen
to the kiss i will never have again
to the people who, made me who i am
i thought about the people
who did me proud
and the children running round
i thought about the leaves in the fall
and having to make the worst phone call
i thought about strawberry's and chocolate
and triple jam layer cake with cream
and the kids at school, that were always mean
i thought about that sound at night, i never figured out
and that creepy cellar where the spiders hung out
i never did find out the name, to that dam song
well there had to be 1 regret after this long
but when my lips started, to turn blue
my last thought, was of you
my last breath, was your name
you see, ill always love you

Reviews

[barricade]

Certainly touched the core of my heart, man!

"but when my lips started, to turn blue
my last thought, was of you
my last breath, was your name
you see, ill always love you"

wow! just loved these lines! very touching...deeply heartfelt and moving.
great work my friend! Awesome write! pleasure to read...

[Jola]

Nice to read an interesting ... style ... well-written work ... I like it.
Greetings Jola

[Lightfalls]

This really makes me feel the meaning in it, when I read it I almost cried. The end of life stuff is SO powerful. Good write.

[grim]

That is what keeps me alive is I have had good memories, and thanks for reminding me I do. It was the right time for me to remember.

[Skelasoldier]

Very dark, but its good :)