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I am not looking forward to the day when my body falls apart.
I wonder what will fail me first, my hips, my back? my arms?
when that day comes will i cry?.. It's so hard to picture the future
My body frail, waiting for it's end. A image i can't bare .
Will i be force to live?, my veins merged with wires, my warm heart replaced with cold steel. Driven mad by white walls , my life line pulsing me to sleep , spend my waking hours looking for somebody that will never come . My body forever forgetting the vibrations of movement .helpless , hopeless , Watching as the hand of time slowly ticks away. My eyes that will evenly loses their spark, begs for freedom I can no longer voice
Will suicide be my only escape ?

- Title: Thoughts
- Artist: AnimaRisi
- Description: my thoughts
- Date: 07/25/2009
- Tags: thoughts
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Purple-shoes616 - 07/29/2009
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i like this
although i couldnt place it into a specififc category i really like the existential apathy captured in it
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- ~Shadey Sam~ - 07/28/2009
- wow, i wonder the same thing, but then i live in the moment and think of the future in a positive light. good poem though.
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