Waiting for peace

My heart breaks for those

in care homes

sitting patiently

waiting to die

 

Sometimes remembering

who you are

sometimes silently crying

 

You wait with them

day by day

 

When you look into their eyes

there is nothing there

no fear, no desperation

and above all, no hope

 

In-between doses of morphine

when the pain makes them scream

they beg to die

 

You love them so much

you wish they would die

"Please, please a little extra morphine

let my mother die

I love her."

 

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Dave Caplan

Wed 16th Jan 2019 01:18

Thank you all for your kind words.
I will be slowly exploring the corners of your mind, looking for crumbs of discarded light.

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Mon 14th Jan 2019 22:56

Sad reality in many cases. When hope dies everything else just does not matter. Mercy killing is just not the solution, as i think.
Soul stirring poem. 100/100.

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Mon 14th Jan 2019 21:13

Very powerful x

poemagraphic

Mon 14th Jan 2019 21:06

When my Mother was in hospital that is exactly what I did...
I asked, and silently with a nod shusssh they replied.

Great poem well written my friend
Po

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Brian Maryon

Mon 14th Jan 2019 19:41

I believe we should be able to choose the time of our departure. I don't want to have an undignified end.

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lisa donohoe

Mon 14th Jan 2019 19:24

Such a touching yet heartbreaking poem of utter truth.. Well done 😃

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