You lie in a painful hibernation. <br />It seems I however, <br />am the final judge of your life. <br />But who am I to play god? <br />To be death's doppelganger. <br />Decisions...decisions... <br /> <br />I could end your misery... <br />Perhaps Winter's chill... <br />will bring more flowers? <br />A renewed life of ecstasy <br />and tranquil damnation... <br /> <br />Or... <br />You could stay... <br />in agony with me. <br />Conditional love... <br />but love nonetheless. <br /> <br />A decision <br />so drastic... <br />I wish you were here... <br />but you belong there... <br />The guillotine has given way. <br />Forgive me...<br /><br />Philip Caldwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pulling-the-plug/
