Coma

When he lies down
Eyes wide shut
I wonder if the musical notes
Of my pounding heart
Will awake his lifeless soul
What I wouldn’t give to see
His bright eyes,
Shine upon us forevermore

His deep raspy voice
Makes me weak
I would shudder
When his soft breaths prickle
Little hairs on my neck,
Creating goose bumps for only him

Harmonious laughter escapes
From his soft lips,
He’d say, “It amazes me what a human body can
Do under amounts of stress”
My lips form into a smile,
He has no idea that
He is my daily reminder
That today this is my life
I’m alive and I matter!

A soft moan barely a whisper
Reaches my ear “Willow”
I glance over in his direction
White linen

No motion is apparent
So I stare back out the window
Taking in the view of the concrete
Decay rotting the outside of the old abandoned building
This building and me have a connection

Needing a human touch
To filter out the bad
To re-build and restore
To be able to love and function
While generating heat
“Willow”

Not again
My brain is decaying my sanity.
I Thought that After
I felt warm hands caressed my face

“Wake up Willow please. Wake up”
I open my to see his bright pale eyes
My arms embrace his warmness
Holding on and never letting go.