deepundergroundpoetry.com

Neuropathy

I can't feel anything

below the top of my heart.

so, it's funny that it hurts.

I don't want to learn to walk again.

I want to stay here,

non-ambulatory of sorts.

Euthanasia please!

He loves me. It's beautiful outside

but the decomp is intrinsic

and so time of death will be sudden,

for only the bereaved.


Written by ScarlettA (Scarlett_A)
Published
Author's Note
My thoughts on today
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 2 reads 108
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
COMPETITIONS
Today 12:58pm by Abracadabra
POETRY
Today 12:56pm by Abracadabra
POETRY
Today 12:48pm by Abracadabra
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:00pm by Ms_LaCarte
COMPETITIONS
Today 11:06am by Liziantus-Marantus
COMPETITIONS
Today 10:29am by ClovenTongue34