Nevermore

At one time . . . At one time you would have been happy with such At one time it would have been enough At one time you wouldn’t be questioning such things At one time those things wouldn’t have mattered At one time you never would have had those doubts At one time we

The Man

It must be nice to be the man that decides his own destination No matter what responsibilities or others he leaves behind No matter what anyone may or may not have planned No matter how sick or in need of care If the sun is shining he’s off on two wheels Going wherever he wants

Dearest Alix,

Would you make me a beautiful corpse, for all the world to see – then turn me to ash and release me to the breeze. For my life light shines so very dim, and I’m all out of bulbs to make it bright again. ~ jillie ©2012 jillterry.com

Reawakening

Detached I had become From all that surrounds me Seeing things from a skewed and twisted perception Seeing – but not through my own eyes Focusing on nonsensical aspects Letting the truth slip away Allowing myself to free fall Because of it Then the long dark cloud blew in Forever looming – blocking out the

just thinking

Cole multi-tasking – with me in hospital doing homework listening to music texting Alyssa just being himself More than being an awesome kid – kind, caring and genuine, more than being an honors student, more than the talent he possess, more than his determination to follow his passion and make his dreams happen, more than

Left Behind

Each time I feel myself slipping away Body and spirit beginning to separate Affixed with a single transparent cord World turns grey then fades to black Numbness sets in all pain subsides The closer I get to Deaths waiting door Elements taken as I’m snatched back away Shadow residuals that will always remain Left to

The gentle knock upon my door

The Chaplain drops by Checking my progress Multiple times Questioning my faith Asking continuously If there’s anything I need Anything at all He can do for me Do I want to talk Would I like to pray Have I had any visitors What about support system Are you sure you’re alright He says with a

Tranquility

Red birds chasing Dipping, chirping Precision swerving Through the trees Breeze blows soft Sun streams warm Two shadows dance On forests floor ©2012 jill terry jillterry.com