“Father Take Me From This Hell”
It is almost his time to go,
His breath is beginning to slow.
The pain is extremely excruciating
I don’t know why she is just waiting.
He has to go through on his own;
Thats the only way he will reach God’s home.
She is just waiting for me to die;
My last breath will be heard as a cry.
It is heart Breaking for me to see,
No one has lasted as long as he.
Death is more painful that life,
If only I knew who held the knife.
His body is cool and shivering,
If only I could stop the quivering.
Why can she not just end me here?
The end must be coming near.
I wish I could bring him home,
But God said he must go alone.
I am starting to see amazing things;
The angel is spreading her wings.
He is ready now that the blood has dried,
He has cried his last cry.
The pain has gone;
It will not be very long.
His life is now ending,
and his soul is descending.
I am free from my shell,
Now Father, take me from this Hell.
"My last breath will be heard as a cry"
ReplyDeleteI love that line.
I think this is a really cool poem!
ReplyDeletethanks for the comment and i really like your poem too! i, personally seem to be a better poet than writer, but sometimes i just go into my own world and it turns to blah
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