I Shall Not Say Goodbye

by Baby Rainbow   Jul 13, 2014


A motionless body lies
sleeping on a hospital bed,
surrounded by intruding tubes,
and drips inserted in his hands.

Sharp little beeps echo every second,
piercing right through my heart;

it means you're still alive, they say.

My eyes gaze from a distance
at this someone I should recognise,
but I don't.
I won't.

I refuse to believe that person
is you; the person who holds
the key to my heart, my life, my soul.

Blinking away the tears,
I walk away from the stranger
before my eyes, the stranger
they tell me that I have to say
goodbye to, as the echoing beeps
decrease into deafening silence.

But they were wrong.

And I will continue
searching for you
for all my life,
because I cannot
and will not,
ever say
goodbye.

Saffie
23

12/7/14

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  • 9 years ago

    by Hannah Lizette

    I've read this countless times now and each time, it takes a piece of my heart. It brings up memories that I try to bury to keep myself a little sane but sometimes I need a reminder that sometimes it's okay to still grieve.

    The imagery of this poem is astounding. I can imagine every little detail like I'm standing right there beside you. I can see the tubes inserted in his hands, hear the beeps, the murmurs of the nurses/doctor breaking the news to you that the machine is the only thing keeping him alive and you must say goodbye. Heart-wrenching honestly.

    You refuse to accept the fact that this is the person you love lying there. He's basically lifeless and his color, features, etc... just don't fit like they normally do. You cannot and will not accept that it's him...so you will continue to live the rest of your life searching for him because no matter what, you will not say goodbye.

    Ugh, my heart.

    Beautiful poem, as always.

  • 9 years ago

    by Edward Oropeza

    Well done Saffie, poems are actually expressing someone's thought which is essential in making the piece come into life. This is absolutely sentimental as i read between the lines, there goes a modern juliet which is fighting for Romeo. Though sad it is, its value is what makes this piece very romantic than a happy ending.

  • 9 years ago

    by alka mendiratta

    5/5.Totally agree with Joker Queen and Meena. The bitter truth of life is death which is inevitable .Very emotional and touchy poem.

  • 9 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Reading this brought back the memories and hurt of loss..I'm still trying to deal with it. I agree with Joker Queen the worse part of living is dying for that pain is hard to forget.

  • 9 years ago

    by -Choke-On-MY-Halo-

    The worse part of living is dying it hurts not the soul dying but the people who have to bear the pain and the hope of them coming back letting go always hurts but to hear and dying pierces the soul great emotional andt tragic, poem 5/5

    -Bet