The Ordeal

by BOB GALLO   May 18, 2023

I do not wish to live
but my mom's illness
makes me want to,
only in order to help her.

So life inertia in me
is unusual and inverted:
I just live for the love of one who is dying
and die on my own
while life force is thriving in me.

I love my mom to death.
I love her to live, I love her in order to live
to in my turn
die in peace.


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  • 4 months ago

    by Jojo

    I have nothing I can say that would describe what I feel from your words. It is too deep and painful.