my brother

lyn Girl

I sit waiting
staring at the tubes that are keeping you alive
Listening to the sound of the ventilaor
Watching the way your chest rises and falls
I sit and I stare
Not knowing if this is real
Is this a nightmare?
Why can I not wake up?
Everything was a blur
I sit
Thinking I had just spoken to you
We hugged
you told me you loved me
Called me your dear little sister
So I sit waiting for you to wake up
To tell me everything will be ok
I sit waiting for you to open your eyes
I sit knowing you are no longer here
Knowing you no longer can hear my cry
In a deep slumber
Awaiting for the day you hear the call
And I sit waiting
For that day
Anxious to know if you will be awakened
Anxious to tell you everything
Anxiously awaiting your return.
I sit waiting

  • Author: Girl (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2018 10:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: I lost my older brother in an accident about a yr ago and I can now fully process what has happened through writing I hope you enjoy my poem
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 8
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