Death Comes Slowly Poem by Andy Caldwell

death comes slowly
everyday
as bits of life float away
quietly to my God I pray
He hears what I say
trembling and shaking
I hold tightly to what remains
in time most friends
have gone their own way
at night come awful lucid dreams
my wife wears earplugs
to attenuate my terror screams
so she may sleep peacefully
next to me....
most days I cannot walk
a full city block........
death comes slowly
advancing everyday
this night alone I pray
Father God let me live
what is left Your way
give me my tomorrows
another day........