Living With the Disease

HERE ALONE IN THE DARK,
 I DONT KNOW WHERE TO GO, BUT I'VE COME SO FAR.
 GOTTA PUSH FURTHER,
 BUT DONT KNOW IF I COULD,
 BUT IF I DONT IM GONNA WISH I WOULD.
 MY HEAD IS RACING,
 BUT IM NOT SO SURE,
 IF THIS IS THE PATH THAT WILL LEAD ME TO MY CURE.
 I WANT TO BE RELEASED
 OH I CANNOT WAIT,
 WITH EVERY DAY DECEASED, I HOPE THIS IS NOT MY FATE.
 I SHALL NOT TELL A LIE,
 FOR I WILL BEGIN TO CRY,
 I AM BECOMING SOME WHAT SHY,
 FOR I KNOW I WILL DIE.
 BUT EVEN THOUGH I SEE THE SPECTRUM OF LIGHTS,
 THE COLORS WILL NOT ALWAYS SHINE SO BRIGHT.
 DO I STILL BELIEVE THIS LIFE IS TRULY DIVINE?
 THAT IS THE ANSWER I SO TRULY QUESTION ON THIS NIGHT.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Meyer Avatar
October 19, 2013 at 2:47 AM
hi william..your thoughts on this piece are relatively real...though tailored uniquely and individually but i so believe we all have life's pains,,no one is spared..know that you're not alone...sure there are seemingly endless questions answerable, if not now, then before God one designated day...experience my pain as well, if you wish,when you visit my work "PINK VULNERABILITY"...Hang on, for surely "joy cometh in the morning"...--wendy
Gabriella Avatar
June 30, 2013 at 6:23 PM
I do really like this, but the all caps is somewhat distracting from the poem. Maybe not to others though, just my opinion.
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