Darkness Falls
Darkness falls and it is merciless in its swiftness,
the anethetized mind is a place where memories cannot reach.
The debate becomes whether it is better to stay in this
mindless void,
or awaken to the confusion you meet,
and the pain
And life is not worth living this way,
where every movement hurts deep within each fiber
of your being day after day.
Bedridden it becomes more and more
of a challenge just to rise,
and the filth of living piles high
and all you can do is stare at it surprised,
hesitating to ask someone able-bodied
to
clean it up,
already such a burden,
feeble in both body and mind,
drinking from a filthy styrofoam cup
and grateful for that,
certainly not the woman he married...
Wishing for death all those years
finally caught up
now that I no longer wish for it.
The cruel irony of God's sick sense of humor,
forming a brain tumor
like a
time bomb
ticking
But what does He care?
I am less than a gnat to him,
he swats me away
so be it.
I came from nothingness
and to nothingness I will return.
Without so much as a ripple
in the pond of life
such a worthless wife
unnoticed and unworthy of notice.
Whom shall mourn for me
when I am
gone?
Copyright © Danielle White | Year Posted 2008
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