Sad News

My tummy hurts
I am not well.
The pain is hard
as are the spells.

Rate it one to ten
they say.
"Eight," I scream
"now go away!"

The tests are run
the wait begins,
as putrid-thoughts
enter in.

"Will I be okay?"
I ask.
The doctor looks
at me then past.

"That is not good,"
I whisper soft.
"Please tell me
am I so lost?"

He takes my hand
sits me down.
The test results
in a file now.

With shaky hands
he opens it,
and stark white pages
are fill with 'writ.

Words jump out
ahead of me,
only those words
do I see.

Words of death
and sorrow lie,
upon the parchment
opened wide.

Breath is stuck
inside my chest
as I see my
painful rest.

My children's eyes
dance in my mind,
and the love
I had unbinds.

Tears of sadness
hit the page
as he shuts my
life away.

There he goes
here I sit,
wondering why
I got this bit.

I never cheated
lied or stealed
so why was I
to swallow, this deadly pill?

Now I walk
back to my car,
the walk now seems
so very far.

Will I be missed
when I'm gone,
or just a another
life gone wrong?

A number on
a page of stats.
A place where no one
knows where your at.

Will flowers cover
my earthly grave
or only dreams
of me remain?

The sun it hits me
then I know,
that all I love
will let me go.

So as I end this
earth bound walk,
I thank you for
this time to talk.