Murder of me

by Iola   Feb 17, 2008


It dawned on me
No food, no water, no pain
I'm becoming more free
Nothing to loose, nothing to gain

It worries you
No exercise, no smile, no cry
I sometimes see it too
But I don't question or even ask why

It came to me
No love, no closeness, just smile
As long as I can just be
I may hang around here for a while

You told me now
I may be caring but not at all
The realization made me frown
I'm killing myself, though the steps are still small

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