Her frail body on the mattress, dry painful breaths slowly leaving the mouth that’s ridden with ulcers and sores. She can’t drink nor eat, hasn’t done so in fact since her stay in the hospital, relying only on the glucose drip. She doesn’t talk, she can’t. But her eyes follow you and she tries to make a sound every time. She’s lost so much weight her cheeks have sunken in and all you can see are literally skin and bones. Her children come and go, the ones who talk to her try to sound light-hearted. But you can hear the pain and you can see the tears.
It’s distressing, seeing someone dying slowly. Everything else seems so trivial now.
Filed under: The inexplicable things that occur, Through my eyes | Tags: Faith, Life, Love
I still know you’re here for me. So I’m gonna try, I’ll take the first step this time. I haven’t thought through how yet, but I will. Wait for me alright, I won’t run from you again. I love you. Somewhere deep inside this locked up, selfish, heart of mine, I know there is love for you, me and everyone else around. And one day, I won’t be the one staring outside at the cars zooming past my window. One day, I’ll be in one of those cars. Till then, I’l try not to make this such a one-sided relationship. If it constitutes as love, then yes, I love you.
What if I could reach inside and
Look into your heart
Tell me if I’ll find myself or some blond
Scarlet. Will there be bleeding open sores or band-aids
What if I could reach inside and
steal away your elixir? Would you still love
me like you did yesterday?
The start to forgiveness for the
end of the beginning.
Harder to learn to love
Harder to love than hate
Harder to live than die
Strings are banding together, tightening,
Choking, harder, closer
Harder to keep myself from sinking
