Waking
bare feet touching floor
eyes closed , yet I see
for I have done this before
mind filling for the day
while I shuffle myself to the bathroom
where all days begin
eyes open, so I won't hit the door
breakfast is my first thought
warm coffee
other then that
my stomach churns
no one here but me
another day alone
with my computer
and words
silence, yet life moves
I hear it outside
as my deceased body sits
writing
nothing left
except me
words
some life
Bedtime
shuffle to crawl in
pillow cool to the face
eyes close til tomorrow...
Please tell me what you think
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touching
I can't explain the emotions I feel and the images that come to mind. I see your in the group people with disabilites and so this made this more touching and visual for me. Very introspective and personal thank u for sharing apeice of ur life with us.
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You did a wonderful job describing my days...LOL...Now I am searching my house for the hidden cameras!! This was an excellent entry and I thank you for your patience while I commented!
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What a sad day and life this poem describes. I hope it is not true to your life.
Powerful imagery here:
"silence, yet life moves
I hear it outside
as my deceased body sits
writing"
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