Tubes and Needles

When I am laid in that bed
Under the bright lights
And beeping moniters
Nurses and doctors
Hover around me
Faceless, nameless
But with voices
Tubes
Snaking through my mouth and nose
Pumping oxygen into weak lungs
Needles streaming drugs into my body
Whether it is when im old and gray
Or after that glorious, terrible failed attempt
I want to see your face above mine when I wake
Your hand gently pressed against mine
If you are the first to visit me
I would smile for the first time
See you
For the first time all over again
I want you to be the last to say goodbye