Catrina

Beep, beep, beep.                                                                                       

A machine aided heart beat,                                                                                                    

The noise forever trapped in my mind.                                                                               

 

“I’m sorry ma’am, she’s not making it.”                                                        Beep

 

I can only hear the voices,                 

I wish I could respond.             

I’m here! I’m okay! 

No one can hear my cries.                      

 

“Don't say that, she’ll be fine. 

my little girl will be fine”                                                                                 Beep

 

These words, coming only in

a downpour of tears.

Please don't, I'm right here.

Everything will be okay.

 

“Ma’am, I’m sorry, 

you should say your goodbyes...

...I’ll give you a minute.”                                                                                 Beep

 

I understand what’s happening; I can’t stop it.

The pain in her voice is agonizing.

Mother, please don't cry.

Be strong for me, be strong.

 

“...Good-goodbye, my sweet girl.

I-I love you.”                                                                                                   Beeeeeeeeeeep

 

My soul seems engulfed

in a gallery of lights.

I find when I open my eyes 

all I’ll see are gates of white,

cities of gold, and the familiar faces.

 

“I’m sorry ma’am, she’s gone.”                                                                       Beeeeee-

 

Don’t be scared mommy, I’m safe.

It’s pretty here, mommy.

Don’t be sad, and don’t worry.

One day, you’ll be here too.