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Mercuric Bitch



How are you struggling through the clouds today?

Why do you ask, you're oblivious to it!

I am aware of your suffering

Then why are you so damn cheerful? It's makes me sick.

I must see the silver lining to keep you from going under.

But every silver lining has a cloud.

That's only the way you choose to see it when the poison grips your mind.

How can you rise above it when I cannot?

I am the blazing fire within you, I rise above everything! You are the suffering child; I am here to carry you.

Well sometimes I wish you'd get the hell out of here and let me drown.

I am aware that you don't mean that, for you would have given up long ago if you did.

I don't have a choice, I have to stick around for my son.

Then let him be your saviour!



Author notes

This is about my fight with mercury poisoning and the two sides of me, strong and weak.

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  • Swan song gold member
    November 27, 2008
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    Now that is a heck of a conversation!


    • aslanlight
      November 27, 2008
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      Actually it's quite worrying how easily I slipped into the two roles as I was writing it!

      No it isn't! lol

  • josh-13
    November 26, 2008
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    Wow, this was a powerful poem, Nice flow. You displayed the two sides I can relate to. I loved it!


    • aslanlight
      November 27, 2008
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      I think we all have to battle with two sides Josh. Hey it's lovely to hear from you!

  • Girl-Interrupted gold member
    November 23, 2008

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    excellent ! i love the two sides of yourself communicating. i suppose we all have two side of us. its what keeps us from actually jumping off that bridge.
    great write!

    becca


  • BluesMan silver member
    November 18, 2008
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    OMG Georgia I'm crying at my desk at work right NOW! Because I am word for word the same person described in that poem. Although the illnesses are different The mental, physical and spiritual anguishes ar identical. I also have to stick around for my 6 ye


  • hawkeslake gold member
    November 15, 2008

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    Your conversation with yourself is very convincing -- how ill you must have been, and thank goodness for the child! Very well done. Clear vivid statements, and a very "conversational" flow. A good read.


    • aslanlight
      November 16, 2008
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      I still am very ill, I wrote about what's happening now. And yes thank goodness for my child!

  • Janice M Pickett
    November 14, 2008

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    Excellent. Isn't it amazing how much we actually do talk to ourselves? Thank you for entering.

  • x Simply x Me x
    November 14, 2008
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    this is great! i rillyenjoyed the read. gives me alot to think about

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