Biographical Poetry posted September 6, 2013 |
Waiting to die.
The Wait
by livelylinda
oh, how I loathe these days,
one foot in, one foot out but no "shaking all about" numbing all my senses to avoid the pain and pill; slow motion, mostly still have only six months or maybe a day; threw my bucket list away my conscience is clear, all burdens now weightless as I forgive all the thankless dwelling on the good, those most precious to me and where I would rather be time seems to stand still and yet, flees hastily as life drains from me incessantly |
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My 17 year battle with Coronary Heart Disease is at its end and slid right into congestive heart failure. My heart is enlarged and working about half-time. I'm simply slowly draining life. . .
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