Dear #5

Fri, 05/30/2014 - 16:02 -- e.rich

Dear 5,

You’re the reason I survived

That horrible night when I could not stand

I could not think, move, blink, breathe, or feel

My life was unraveling, it was so unreal

 

Five years ago, I fell in love with a boy

We were a team that nothing could destroy

I knew his dream was to be a brother in blue

And I stood by his side as he left every night

But my heart was uneasy, that something just might…

 

As I look down, I see a missed call

My heart immediately sinks as I listen and fall

The voice utters five short words…

Your husband has been shot

Please hurry to the hospital, were giving it all we’ve got

 

I drive without feeling the wheel in my hands

I cannot see the signs or the passing sedans

I remember the taste of his kiss, o how I’ll desperately miss

The sound of his voice as he whispers to me

I can smell blood as I enter his room with no guarantee    

 

I see him and my heart stops for what seems like 5 years

He’s lying so still in the bed and I’m overwhelmed with tears

Then, I count his breaths

1,2,3,4,5

He’s alive.

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