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Here I Lie
Softly falls
the light of day
upon the sound
of your last goodbye
in comes darkness
from above
giving comfort
while I die
a shot in the stomach
a stab in the back
one real wound
one only figurative
this is not how
I thought dying would feel
a spreading numbness
thoughts of, "please, don't let me die"
too little pressure
so much blood
no one can save me
as you walk away
the light of day
upon the sound
of your last goodbye
in comes darkness
from above
giving comfort
while I die
a shot in the stomach
a stab in the back
one real wound
one only figurative
this is not how
I thought dying would feel
a spreading numbness
thoughts of, "please, don't let me die"
too little pressure
so much blood
no one can save me
as you walk away
Published 15th Oct 2017
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15th Oct 2017 10:57am
I hope the dying part is the figurative wound...
You certainly convey the depth of your pain as I can feel it in your words...
JJ
You certainly convey the depth of your pain as I can feel it in your words...
JJ
15th Oct 2017 10:56pm
Yes the dying part is figurative, but the wounds that can't be seen are sometimes the worst. And thank you.
16th Oct 2017 5:47pm
You're definitely right, wounds that can be seen can often heal with time, whereas wounds that cannot be seen, but rather felt, remain angry and reopen despite having years to be fixed.
16th Oct 2017 6:52pm
Yeah. It especially sucks when something that you thought you had dealt with comes back and hits you at the most random times. Breath is stolen and brain can't process and everything comes flooding back to be dealt with again.
