a special kind of suffering

lemons poetry

empty nyquil bottles 

now full of sorrow 

full of pain 

feelings of joy now replaced by loss                                      stage 1...

fear now plagued with acceptance 

miss understanding a blessing for now 

struggle to even wake up 

pain over coming strength                                                     stage 2.........

reasoning barely lasting 

hope is covered by gloomy clouds 

days numbered by 2 of a kind                                    stage 3..........

hand of cards holding 1 last ace 

deaths hand holds 2 kings and 2 aces....

the final stand 

its all come to this 

pill bottle                                                                  stage 4

made to kill pain               

now bringing killing pain...

"mama if you wake up ill give you my bracelet"

but the mother lost aginst cancer"                                      final (black) curtain 

 

  • Author: lemons poetry (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2018 00:59
  • Comment from author about the poem: this is about my moms friend that had stage 4 cancer (not sure what kind) and the elements of the poem are stuff i saw the line in quotes was actually something memes kid actually said (mee mee) (the mother of the kid that said that) that was all like 2 years ago...tell me in the comments what it made you think feel etc.
  • Category: Sad
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Comments1

  • orchidee

    A fine poem LP, though I don't go along with the thought of life as a pack of cards. If so, why are some dealt the 'lucky' hands, and some not?
    Then I don't believe in 'luck' either. It may make it seem as if life is some lottery. I say, we've as much chance of winning that, as seeing pigs flying!



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