The Words Unspoken

I watch your fitful sleep.
Agitation clear as the lines on your face;
Troubled eyes now circled with grey;
feint tinges of blue now edging your lips
as you continue to fight
for each breath you take.
No respite from the pain,
from the spasms that continually
wrack your tired and wasted body.

You're fidgeting now, fretful.
Your soft moan almost drowned out
by the constant electronic cacophony;
Machines that monitor the poison
as it flows through your veins;
A venom strong enough to kill
slowly brutalizing your body,
crushing your spirit, destroying your mind,
annihilating your will to go on.

You open your eyes now.
Disoriented, bewildered, distraught;
Your mind a fog, a haze of morphine.
A mind that knows not night nor day.
Yet, you look at me, focused at last.
In a world of pain, despair and misery
you recognise that unbreakable bond
that will never fail you;
a hand that will hold yours
through the darkest of times.

Agitated, you reach for my hand;
grasping, clutching, holding on
with the last of your strength.
I see the blind fury in your eyes;
agonized, as you tell me you love me.
But, don't worry sweet, I understood.
I knew this would be the last time,
our final goodbye.
I've kept my silent promise never to forget
those three words I must remember for a lifetime;
The words unspoken
but understood by both.


For Roy (28 Feb 1956 - 23 Jun 2009)

sad, but nicely done....

Thank you kc and Cy.

tenderly sad. easily understood.

Sadly beautiful

Thank you everyone. Sad words, even sadder memories, but therapeutic to put pen to paper and let the feelings out.