Chest constricts
expands
ripping my broken
heart.
I can only imagine
your suffering.
Rushed breaths
fill the quiet.
Your body bounces
with the struggle.
Your ribs rise and fall
like a dying empire.
Your heart races
against a clock
wound against you.
Your brothers wait
for you in a pain free
Heaven
and I’ll see you there
in
time.
I don’t know what to write.
Ringing fills my ears
And my voice is a faint whisper.
Words vanish as I reach for them
Thoughts die in vain
And all I want is to fill this page.
Light a candle, say a prayer
Maybe someone out there
Will send me something to say.
Sorry for this crappy poem
But this bug has made my body
Its vile home.
Robbed of health, I cannot write.
Here’s hoping tomorrow
This will be set right.
Kember's Journey 