Let Me Die

Let me first apologize for the morbid nature of the poem.

Let me die
This peaceful death
Without the madness
Of machines screaming
Into my deaf ears.

Let me die
This peaceful death
Where I never knew
How to bear the pain.
The physical pain
Tearing me apart
Or the pain
I see in your eyes
Every time you come to see me.

Let me die
This peaceful death,
Never to breathe in
Canned air,
Letting my body
Be fed by tubes,
Never tasting again.

Let me die
This peaceful death.
The same kind of death
My fore parents succumbed to.
The kind of death
That gives you enough time
To walk down memory lane
Before I cease to be.

Let me die
This peaceful death
And forgo this slow
Meaningless fall
From grace.

Let me die...