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turning time
If every minute was a day
then I have been laying here for years.
Mimicking the signs of sleep,
lulling myself with my cries.
I grew old in this time and now
I am feeble and grey
but no wiser than I was hours ago.
I can't bring my body to rise
from this inevitable tomb called my bed.
My casket of comfort.
So I am going to lay here.
I am going to lay here until I can't.
Until I am ash.
the only thing to remember me by
is the dried tearstains on my pillow.
all the time they spent trying to move me
now in their memories as i turned them away.
That'll fade soon.
like my ashes,
my memory will be wisked out the open window
beside my bed and into the dark yard
where I will be forgotten
and no one will bother to sweep me up.
then I have been laying here for years.
Mimicking the signs of sleep,
lulling myself with my cries.
I grew old in this time and now
I am feeble and grey
but no wiser than I was hours ago.
I can't bring my body to rise
from this inevitable tomb called my bed.
My casket of comfort.
So I am going to lay here.
I am going to lay here until I can't.
Until I am ash.
the only thing to remember me by
is the dried tearstains on my pillow.
all the time they spent trying to move me
now in their memories as i turned them away.
That'll fade soon.
like my ashes,
my memory will be wisked out the open window
beside my bed and into the dark yard
where I will be forgotten
and no one will bother to sweep me up.
Published 27th Nov 2018
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27th Nov 2018 1:54pm
Not able to rise out of the tomb that is your bed... very powerful Matthias! It appears you believe the memory of you will fade by those around you and maybe even your family, but it's true. Thou art mortal as the saying goes and so are our memories. Someday we will all be forgotten. When you say "nobody will bother to sweep me up" sounds like your in the belief that nobody cares about you in life nor will they in death. You also mentioned that you "turned them away," did those around you try to help? The only thing they'll remember you by are the "tearstains" on your pillow, well make those "tearstains" on your pillow your immortality Matthias. Leave the tears behind in the form of your writing because your able to create powerful imagery that I believe many could remember you by. I commend you, keep writing! P.S. I personally write alot about tears, memories, tombs and death. I just signed up for DU and haven't posted anything yet but keep a look out for my work and you'll see we have something in coming. Again, keep writing Matthias!
27th Nov 2018 2:02pm
