feels weird posting pieces this time for me but heres something for the afternoon: “Keep breathing! Stay with me! Don’t close your eyes just yet… Jeremy stay with me… help is on its way… don’t leave just yet… stay with me! Please…. Damn it Jeremy stay with me” were the words she kept shouting as I lay still on the tarred road… bloodied and bruised I lay there… the hot night seemed a little colder… with each breath I took life escaped my being… I heard the sirens from a distance saw the crowds gathering around… screams of my lady filled my ears… still I lay there… no movement… lungs filling up with blood…ribs crushed… I looked up and looked at my woman one last time… tears rolling down her face… panic in her eyes… screams escaping her vocal codes… my soon to be lifeless to body in her arms… her hands and clothes covered in my blood… a silent tear rolls effortlessly out of my eyes… I lift my weak hand and caress her face and whisper ‘I love you” to her… my lungs fill up with blood… my kidneys cease to function...my eyes close slowly and my heart beats its last beat and my body goes cold…numb to the world… my wife a widow… my body still in my wife’s arms…her head dropped and my dead face drenched in her tears… A few days later I was being dropped 6 feet under… put in favorite suit… favorite shoes… and laid in a casket… words from family and friends… tears from peers and everything…hymns sung and all that… my body viewed by the mourners… seen last by my wife… broken she is… places her hand on my casket and says… “with each rising moon and twinkling of a star I will feel your presence… with each blast of wind I will hear you whispering words of love and with each drop of rain that will cover my body I will feel your arms around me swaying side to side just as we did…and with each shooting star I know it is you asking God to grant me a wish...you and I will have conversations with each song that plays on the radio… I will listen to what it is you have to say…I will feel your presence even as I lay my head to sleep… Your death is not the end… your life will continue with the seed that is growing inside me… I will grow and nurture it just as we had planned to… I know you are up there lining the stars into a path that will lead me back into your arms once more… I know you will wait for me… I know you will… go and fair thee well beloved”…
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 10:49:27 +0000
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