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Her Thoughts

Updated on February 7, 2015

Her Thoughts...

I could hear her thinking,
her eyes blinking,
in my bedroom I stayed,
in a coma, but not in pain,
she took care of my needs and never complained,
but now I sense an empty shame,
I feel she has gone insane,
she was young
and couldn’t take it anymore,
so she silently closed the door.
She pushed up her sleeves,
tired and she will no longer grieve,
then she thought about the weeping willow,
outside our bedroom,
she shook that thought away and grabbed the pillow,
because in my death her life would bloom,
my life dangling,
her mind abstractedly flipped,
now she’s convinced of strangling,
she unloaded,
my mind imploded,
she was tired of taking care of me,
she was young anyone could see,
I was in a coma, she was now convicted,
her story conflicted,
I did not choose to live,
I did not choose to die,
but honey, in my heart I forgive…

© 2011 Frank Atanacio


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      Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton

      thank you Anna :)

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      Sad and well written. I liked your narrative perspective, how you gave the man back his voice.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      Thanks for reading Angelme66

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      Angelme566 5 years ago

      This is sad , in love no one leaves . For richer or poorer only death can set them apart. Poignant but beautiful poem Frank ! Voted and shared.

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      Frank Atanacio 5 years ago from Shelton

      you're too kind Marlene bless you girl :) Frankie!

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      lovedoctor926 5 years ago

      Brilliant! Voted up.