“You have 24 hours to live”
The doctor looks so somber
So serious
So scared of my reaction
I smile
I leave the hospital,
Happy knowing
I will never go there again
I am free
I do not head home
As I usually do
Instead I head towards
My parents’ house
Where they sip their coffee
And read their paper,
Avoiding their guilt,
Their mistakes
Avoiding me
I am not somber
Not serious
Not scared of their reaction
“I’m going to die tonight”
I tell them bluntly
Then leave
“No honey, wait!”
They care now
For the last 23 years of my life
They have never once
Visited me
As I lie dying
Now I am the one
Walking away,
Never to return
I smile
A contest entry
- 24 Hours To Live by The Order of Chaos.
650 points, ended March 20, 2007, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Laughter is the best medicine, but tears heal the soul. by SharonLynn.
525 points, ended June 23, 2007, 45 entries
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Comments
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Oooooooh I definitely felt a sense of resentment here. Liking the repetition of 'I smile'... is this a sarcastic reaction or are you really happy too die? Good piece.
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wow this is off the hook, for lack of a better phrase at the moment.lol.this is very original i think because most people's parents avoid them but i like the way you said it with "I smile" most people would put "i cried" or something like that.Good luck in the contest my friend.
-Cunningtrickster-
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