when everything else fails

COPD (Last Breath)

his eyes spoke volumes
between labored breaths
when our eyes met, i tried to smile
and he saw deeper into me
the words i didn’t express
he knows his past
the ominous signs
his failings he now regrets
his redemption is past tense
to my trained sense

and when everyone around
speaks of bygone days
he knows his breaths are numbered
a cylinder holds within
and slowly measure and deliver
the last air he will breath
he saw beyond my false assurances
and it puts me to shame
he knows i’m fake
that i’m not his savior


2 responses

  1. Moving experience… thanks.

    July 31, 2010 at 2:27 pm

  2. i see a person lying weakly holding my hand, smiles to me, but in such pains and regrets..
    i like your word choices 🙂 nice one sam 😀

    August 3, 2010 at 2:30 pm

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