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I Try To Kill My Feelings

Undercut and overwhelmed with once in a lifetime feelings each death totally new, unlike any other, not even halfway a blade of hurt cut deep into my chest like a channel blue blood instantly changes red, irritating me. I try to kill my feelings, before they kill me. Pleading to be exchanged. What about me for her? Grim Reaper does not turn around or acknowledge, Busy marching his stunned victims to Neverland I fall on my sword, but find it was worthless plastic Hurting no one not even me She’s in a much better place, someone says Another throws out something equally stupid. Her place is here, next to me, with her mother. She was not ready I wail and keen. I want to bite them To rip them apart and masticate them with my teeth. I want the world to suffer, because I am.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 12/23/2020 7:43:00 AM
Shame Caren you internalize all this Covid situation,not even knowing the people and you are miserable and hurting , so shouldn't others suffer as well? I personally think that rather than get Covid, I would refer take the risk of the vaccine - i'v spoken to a few people who had it , its frightening and to families who can't see their loved ones as they die, how inhumane - no I will have the vaccine, so will hubby. love and hugs, Jennifer - enjoyed your poem my friend, Jennifer.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 12/23/2020 4:42:00 PM
We are waiting for the right vaccine; we do not want the P vaccine, waiting instead for the M vaccine. Too many things can go wrong if they mishandle the P one. Happy Holidays Jennifer