I’m lost, I’m dead
possessed limb by limb
my body burns
savor the soul
leave me here
forget me here
taken hold in darkness
consolations & frustrations
an internal conflagration
will this go on forever?
a constellation of dreams
of my unfinished life
appears before me
I long to believe
in an afterlife
a reward to be received
for enduring a tumor
a turmoil of unending nightmare
only truth here lies
in the strains of desolation.
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Author:
MatPie (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
This poem sends feelings of pain and unanswered questions of loss and inequity that needs recompense. Nicely done
Desolation like a dessert road where the unmet sand lies and waits perhaps for time to pass perhaps to become a path or a part of the landscape some day, a very reflective poem !
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