The Medic (saline and poison)

the pulse is beating slow and calm
echoing the waves the monitor displays
behind the greenness drips silently
drops of saline in to her vein

she breaths slow and calm
the monitor counts all her breaths
as she sucks her life’s essence
i count every second that lapse

as the saline drips slow and calm
it mixes with her blood all what is left
she seeped a lot before they found
laid in a pool of blood when they found

as her pulse fades slow and calm
it echoes the heart that beat within
she bled all her pain to force it all out
the poison she drank to calm her down

the poison takes her down slow and calm
it mixes with her blood all what is left
she drank something to cure her pain
it ended her on the bed beside my watch

i count her dying breath slow and calm
she releases it in to her oxygen mask
she trashes in her bed clenching her wrists
the monitor echoes all her dying plight

Published by fallenelegy

Imagine the people you see around in a dark rainy day. They all are in a hurry, draping yellow raincoats or black umbrellas. They may just frown or simply be indifferent. They may come in all shapes, tall and short, plump or thin, fair or dark. So much of a difference, do you think so? There is one thing common, the commonest thing you can imagine. Through all the differences you see outside, inside is the same average guy you meet all around. I’m the same, your average guy. Who you may not notice if we met accidentally beside the bus stand. Pretty ordinary. But still deep within is something I want to tell you. This is my chance, my little place to share it all. My demons, my joys, my plights, my sights. It is about me or maybe about your average guy who you passed by on a dark and rainy day.

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