My Sourest Sorrow
I keep begging for the better...
I beg for sleep.
I'm asking for a sense of peace...
I ask for a helping hand.
How many of my days have I used?
How many waiting battles are
coming my way...
The things I've yet to do come
storming through my mind.
Will I have children? Be happily
married?
This plague is slowly eating at me
alive.
Killing me, in the slowest manner
possible.
I'm too young to fight this alone, I'm
ill-prepared.
I just started my life, I've yet to
experience it.
How soon is too soon?
How far into the world have I
walked?
I want to travel..
I want to see you..
Is this the end, has my last breath
reached the entrance?
Where do I go from here?
I never want to die.
Immortality, that's what I ask for.
For my last sight to see you happy.
I rather grief than see you in agony.
I've been given so much, please stay
in denial.
You don't need to face this reality
sneaking upon me.
Stay in your ignorant bliss.
My dearest family..
My dearest mother, father.
Don't face it, don't face it.
Turn away whenever possible, don't
face it.
The saltiest ocean has struck me
now.
I'll keep this a secret.
My sourest sorrow, my biggest
regret.
Not keeping you from the pain. Not
letting you stay content.
Copyright © Veronica Ortiz | Year Posted 2012
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