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Smell the flowers

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I am just about sure
I can't do this anymore.
Everyday another fight,
another reason to give up.
Counting out pills and
choking them down dry.
It's an awful, Goddamn job
I never signed up for.
And it's endless and it's brutal
and I want to be done.

Every aching breath she takes is
one breath closer to the end and
I cry.
I scream and I check the oxygen levels
and I check the pressure of her blood and
I cry.
She forgets that it's Monday and
she yells at me for correcting her and
I cry.
These days, one after another, these nights,
sleepless and horrifying.
I cry.

How do you give up when you're it?
How do you face the mornings when
you know how the day will go?
How do you walk away from someone that is
dying?

You don't.

I can't walk away from her.
She has given me everything.
A home, love, and a life.
And now my life is hers.
There is a breathing technique called, "smell the flowers and blow out the candle". People with breathing problems use it to catch there breath or to just calm down.
Anyway, that is the full title.


Just some self indulgence again.
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