Five Twenty Nine Two Thousand Zero Nine Poem by Ray Hansell

Five Twenty Nine Two Thousand Zero Nine



In the quiet of your room
You'll lay there and cry
In the darkness all alone
You'll somehow get by

Thinking that not long ago
Everything was fine
But in the recent months
You've been counting the time

You knew you had to face today
No matter what you thought
There were those private moments
When you felt so distraught

But you held yourself together
Like a foundation beneath a home
Many times your mind just wanted
To go and aimlessly roam

Today you'll forever remember
But not for a pleasant or happy reason
Today, in your mind will live forever
Like the changing of a special season

It was a warm spring time day
As you lay there on the gurney
Knowing that when you woke up
You would start a brand new journey

Your body has been altered
It's not like it use to be
But this alteration had to be done
So the rest of your life you'd get to see


5-29-09/RjH

Submitted 3-28-14

Friday, March 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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