A Flying Death

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
taken from my book, "Must You Find Out?"

Submitted: July 18, 2017

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Submitted: July 18, 2017



A Flying Death


As I'm paralyzed

From my heart, up

And cannot think

Cannot even speak

I feel lost in entanglement

Trapped with myselves

And can't get away

Everywhere I go

My other selves go with me

So my disease is inescapable

The world seems to disappear

When I'm alone with myselves

Where another human being is

Is nowhere to be found

Just these voices in my head

That have turned into imaginary friends

And then became their own entities

I question why I can't make real friends

But I don't get an answer

Being as how I can't think

So can't think up an answer

Nothing makes sense with a disabled mind

And there isn't another woman in the world

That I can feel for anymore

I'm just about as useless as can be

A waste of a human vessel

Nobody can learn from my life

I'm not really alive enough

Nothing happens in my world

Nothing worth telling about

There is no story here

There's not even a plot

How can I even speak up?

I've nothing planned to say

When I get my chip this year

Nothing non-material changed this year

__that is actually a good thing

"Closure from my ex"

Is all that's new

It isn't worth speaking about

She's just a bitch I'm glad I got rid of

A subject so dead

__why bring up?

Life, still

__is nothing to give up on

The fog must be lifted somehow

"But when?"

"And how?"

Thee answers are unsearchable

Thee answers might not exist

Maybe I'm not supposed to know them


07-12-'17 #1

D. L. Cannon

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