Gp Poem Poem by Catherine Hendry

Gp Poem



GP short
_______
duration of sickness
measured in breaths
silent whispers
quiet deaths
fighting a monster
enemy unseen
GP is a nightmare
life resembling a DREAM
future unsure
time's not a friend
i ask God 'WHY'...
as the end closes in
~CLH~

Saturday, July 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lovers
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