Dying Inside
I'm a giver to sad poems. I would like to dedicate this poem to all the ones people love.
Disclaimer: I still do NOT own Danny Phantom. :(
Danny's POV
As I stare out the window,
Watching life pass me by,
My parents and my sister know,
I'm dying inside.
The one I love most,
I could never say goodbye,
She doesn't really know,
That's I'm dying inside.
I pick up the phone,
Encouraged to tell her my secret.
Suddenly, the phone falls from my hands,
My heart stops beating and now I'm sure,
That I'm dying inside.
I fall to the floor,
My eyes are still opened,
Tears streaming down as I lay there,
Dying inside.
Maddie's POV
I hear a noise from upstairs in the kitchen,
Thinking oh no, not today,
Finding him laying on the floor,
Praying he'll stop dying inside.
I feel his face,
His heart and I panic,
I felt the touch of death,
Knocking on the door,
As he continues to die inside.
"Please, don't die," I whisper to him,
He doesn't respond; eyes shut and distant,
Tears run down my face as I call 911,
Hoping he hasn't died inside.
When the ambulance came,
They took him away,
I break down in tears sobbing,
Knowing my son has died inside.
Sam's POV
I remember the phone ringing,
He's probably called me,
Suddenly, the ringing stops,
Leaving me lost and confused.
I call back an hour later,
Only to hear his mother's voice,
She's crying really hard,
Telling me something I'd never want to hear.
She says, "You can see him later,"
"At the hospital, hopefully alive,"
"My son, your best friend,"
"Is dying inside."
I stand there in shock,
A pain in my chest; feeling my heart ache,
I break down and cry,
Because my best friend is dying inside.
I hang up the phone slowly,
Then run out the door crying,
Running all the way to the hospital,
'Cause my best friend is dying.
I ask for his name,
The doctor leads; I follow,
I see him lying there with his eyes closed,
Hoping he's not already dead.
I enter the room, sitting beside him,
Seeing him, barely alive,
I whisper to him,
"Please don't die."
He opens his eyes and I smile,
Asking why he never told me,
He says, "I have heart disease,"
"I couldn't tell you I was dying inside."
I stare into his eyes saying, "But your soul is good,"
"For it will never die."
He smiles and says, "I've always loved you,"
"I still do, even though I'm dying inside."
His last words are "I love you,"
"Tell everyone I'll miss them,"
"And goodbye forever,"
"But my soul will never die."
He closes his eyes and I start to cry,
My best friend; my true love has died,
But his soul is now in heaven,
Thank God he's done dying inside.
-Katara age 13 ½
I cried while I wrote this.
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