Ecstasy's RoomA Poem by Brandee D. Hack
The sweet sensation runs down my spine.
I feel the smoke rising again. The whisps run around my breasts, I wonder if this is the final test? I drown in the ecstasy is always like this a high feeling of eternal bliss? But then the heightened feeling dies and once more I begin to cry. It's then that I realize where he is, and remember all the sadness that is a fading hope that I will speak with you once more and then i slowly fade into the floor. Now the machine are keeping me stable my heart is crumbling and not able. So now I lie in this hospital bed feeling completely saddened and dead. I've laid here for weeks and can't get up my temperature just keeps going up and up. I've tried to go home twice now, but I keep hitting the floors coral. All is black and I hear your voice then I wake to this rubbish noise. Nothing lovely in conversation just a bloody machine. Damnation! I only want to say good-bye. But you seem happy to just see me cry. I only want one final word. I can't leave, it's all too blurred. So come unto this hospital bed and speak your whispers upon my head. Within this ice bathe I wait and only you can take away the heat.
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8 Reviews Added on February 11, 2010 Last Updated on February 11, 2010 AuthorBrandee D. HackIreland Co.AboutHello all. My name is Brandee. I have wrote many different genres of writings for many years. I hope that by putting it up that that will help me get some feedback and constructive criticism. .. more..Writing
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