Comatose Poem by Beatrice Preti

Comatose



I'm speaking, but you can't hear me
I'm waving, but you're blind
I'd hug you if you came closer
But it doesn't cross your mind
You call me names unheard of
You tell me that I'm dead
But I'm alive, I'm still right here
Lying on this bed
You talk to me of living
Of the things we'll never do
But I love you, though I wonder
If you still love me, too
There is a light that's shining
Above your head and mine
But I can't leave you, no, not yet
I need a bit more time
I need to say I'm sorry
For all the fights we had
I never meant to hurt you
Or want to make you mad
And I really love you, darling
Even though we fell apart
So can't we come together
To mend our broken hearts?
Why are you ignoring me?
Why can't you just say yes?
Stop speaking about funerals
There are still things to address
Take good care of my mother
And watch my father, too
Don't let them grieve too hard
Help them carry through
Now, I think that's all
I have to say to you
Won't you give me a tiny sign
To say you love me, too?
A kiss, a nudge, a wink
It doesn't have to be much
You can't leave me here without so much
As a final parting touch
I'm not dead, no, not as yet
So why do you treat me so?
Don't leave me here! Wait! I love you, dear,
More than you'll ever know

Monday, January 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 28 January 2015

people in a coma.. what a pain when we see them.. But what on their part? It is worth asking, for sure... Ho anch'io una poesia simile, qui: ''COMA'' - I've posted a poem on the same theme here, at PH. It's ''COMA'' maybe, if you like, you'd try it.. Ciao, Beatrice Fabrizio

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