Between life and death the struggle continues
In waking up difficulty abounds
Healthy is thy soul, weak is thy flesh
Struggle remains invain
One leg in, one leg out
as i remained in between
Familiar voices calling after at me
lip sealed, eyes shut ears open
another familiar but professional voice approaches
pants halfway down, the familiar voice goes to work
as i remained in between
Cold sensation brushes over my skin
gradually there was pain down below
the little led penetrates secreting liquid
halfway out the little led causes pain
minutes later silence and loneliness indulged
as i remained in between
YOU ARE READING
A collection of poems of different varieties.
PoetryA COLLECTION WHERE I MANAGED TO HAVE SUCCESSFULLY STOOD OUT RATHER THAN JUMP ON WAGONS, PEOPLE USUALLY WRITE ABOUT MURDER, DEPRESSION, BEAUTY... NO ONE CARES OR THINKS TO WRITE ABOUT TRUE BEAUTY, ICE CREAM, PIGGY BANKS ETC... THIS ARE THE KIND OF P...
