Drip

by Dannielle Jones   Oct 30, 2007


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Drip, Drip the tap cries it wakes me up with a cry,
Drip, Drip the life line weeps,
She’s getting older just put her to sleep.
You can’t make the choice you can’t just do it,
It keeps you from sleeping, eating and weeping.
Just do it, it’ll all go away,
That’s what all the people say.
But when I do what will happen would I gain or would I be a mess.
I love her dearly why would I kill her,
Just leave her around a little bit longer.
She’s dieing, she won’t last,
I remember the doctors telling through the glass.
Tears falling I don’t want to, I can’t.
She wakes and smiles,
I love you dear child.
Just let me go,
It will make things easier for you.
Take the money and start again,
It wasn’t your fault why can’t you admit that?
I won’t let go not now not ever,
I was my fault, I shouldn’t have introducing you to her.
She was evil from the start you tried to tell me but she was just to smart,
She hid me,
She blinded me mum I did want to believe you.
I know dear child and now you must run before she comes and tracks you down.
She nodded with her tears and left the room.
She took one last deep breath before pulling the cord hooked next to her bed.
Bye my child she said in that last breath.
I knew she had done it,
To protect me to give me the money to run.
But how could I run if there was no where to hide,
I would never be safe again.
She took her life to save mine I should be grateful,
But instead I cry.
I never wanted this to happen, the women had been my friend but with a stab in the back she was mental she said.
You could see it deep in her eyes,
The devils the demon shining bright,
Those eyes would scar my life forever,
The eyes of a mad woman’s,
Forever and ever.

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