The best slow death
Waking up in that cold sweat
Wondering where I have been
The cancer eating me
From the inside out
The cloudy haze only dulls
The quick witted
Blending night and day
Part of me never letting go
Another part gave up long ago
I lay my head and close my eyes
A dream without sorrow
Life does not care
If you are happy or sad
If you have made good choices or bad
Life is the best leukemia to have
Searching for perfection well spent
Searching for the unattainable
A happiness gone unrealized
Already something else before found
A long line of the rejected
I lay my head down to sleep
Thinking I will do a repeat
And the day is already gone
Looking at life through Poetry. Please leave a comment. Formally E Bat thoughts on life
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the sun speaks
the sun speaks to me
in that silent way
sunshine reflecting off the waves
telling their stories
eight minutes old
wind just loud enough
to drown out humanity
calm tranquility
a motorbike
fires up
a distraction for a second or two
silence calms the soul
as the waves sing that lullaby
the sun speaks
silently to me
reflecting off the waves
wind just loud enuogh
to drown the murmur of humanity
slashing waves sing a lullaby
the sun speaks
silently to me
reflecting off the waves
wind just loud enuogh
to drown the murmur of humanity
slashing waves sing a lullaby
Wednesday, June 1, 2016
the darkness
Amputated
The future robbed
Experience comes in sporadic servings
I understood the rawness of the dark
How some profit from deceit and violence
The banality of life
It eats at your dreams
The presence of sadness
That never ends
You can't return unharmed
The injustice of silence
A noble soul that wants to escape
The corruption of realistic
solutions
The desperate darkest of brutal
industries
The future robbed
Experience comes in sporadic servings
I understood the rawness of the dark
How some profit from deceit and violence
The banality of life
It eats at your dreams
The presence of sadness
That never ends
You can't return unharmed
The injustice of silence
A noble soul that wants to escape
The corruption of realistic
solutions
The desperate darkest of brutal
industries
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