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AIDS and Youth

Jabberwocky

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This is an old one of mine archived in words forum of the days of yesteryear

AIDS and Youth

The Cold confusion of helplessness grips me
uncertainty
Praying to gods ive never seen, never quite belived in
Help this one
Just this once
Do something

Her youth brings tears to my eyes
A veteran at 18
She's living life fast
In dog years
I sit waiting, watching her breathe
Holding my own breath as she breaks from her routine
It seems like an eternity of silence
Disturbed by the loud beating of my own heart

Yet she breathes once more
And then another
Each breath more shallow than the last

This one is a fighter
I can see her stubborness,
Her will to live
Reflected in her old haunted eyes
Blue-silver pools of fading light

But somethings are stronger than

hope
love
prayers

They shouldnt be, but they are

The suns rising now
Shrowding her frail body in its early morning glow
Showing her a path away from pain
away from confusion
Drawing one last breath she says, "i love you"
weakly
Her words flowing upwards into the sunlight
Carrying with them her old woman's soul

My tears cling to her body
Rolling off into oblivion
Praying one last time
"God, take me instead"
-phil-

origonal: http://www.bluelight.ru/vb/showthread.php?t=24560
 
phil, i did not enjoy this piece as it hit way to close to home.
but i definitly respect every wordy and its careful placement.
i wish you had another one of these that would have helped pick me up off the floor. these powerful words triggered a feeling that cripled me.
 
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