He wrote this poem 7 months before he died.
AWAKE
I'M NEARLY DYING
I'M CLEAR,CALM AND UNAFRAID
LOST IN DREAMS, BAD DREAMS
I WISH TO SEE LIGHT, A FRESH NEW LIGHT.
I FEEL NO PAIN
THESE DRUGS, DRUGS OF WONDERS
DO ME WELL
I FEEL IT FLOW THROUGH MY WATER VAIN WELL
IT'S MY HEART
MY HEART OF STONE AND STRENGTH
THAT KEEPS ME ALIVE AND RISING
RISING TO BE THE MAN I USED TO BE
ALL I WISH TO SEE IS MY LIFE
TO LEAVE THIS WORLD UNKNOWN TO ME
THIS WORLD OF MORPHINE AND NIGHTMARES
I'M UNCLEAR, NERVOUS AND AFRAID
AFRAID OF WHAT AWAITS ME
OF WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME
OF THIS ATHLETE THIS MAN IN ME
WILL IT STILL FEEL LIKE ME
BUT WORRY NOT, CAUSE I KNOW
I'LL BE THE MAN I USED TO BE
YANICK DUPRE
EACH DAY I MISS HIM I ASK HIM TO HELP ME TO FIND THE WAY TO CONTINIOUS WITHOUT HIM.
Anonymous
