Death

Is this what it felt like...
The excruciating pain inside your heart, the pain of death drawing closer to your soul.
The words your rearranged over and over again in your mind...
Nothing comes out right in the end.
So all was left was the sudden emptiness inside your heart.
Try running your life against time,
Knowing that death is coming to take your loved ones,
And you could only stood there watching the show...
The clock is ticking,
The level of blood gushing through your veins and the pouring rain leaking from your eyes,
Even the warmest hand you held on becomes so cold,
The pale looking soul lying on the bed with all the attached wires either stuck to the skin or phreak through...
The look of pain that pale soul reflected on his face.
Nothing you can do but try to be strong for him until the end...
A glimpse of light, lighting up a moment of hope that awaits in despair.
In every minute of silence you took, while trying so hard not to shed one tear and smiling that half hearted happiness...
"Death is still coming" that's what God whispers to us all...
Nothing can stop death...

"I waited patiently,
Not knowing when his last breath will be,
So scared and so afraid,
That if he's gone.
How I'll live afterwards,
Darkness...I know you too well...
Emptiness.. I met you before...
But if life without him...
How will I make it through?"