Quiet Poetry Lounge : While Flesh Becomes Fabric

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  1. daroc

    daroc Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Two years rotten in self
    Stuck between materials
    Caged between ideas
    Tortured by thoughts
    Confined to a place of enormity
    Obesity
    Became you
    There was no place heaven could hold you
    Within this society

    Two years rotting within yourself
    Bodily decay
    Death a thousand times
    Before your body off to lay
    A story silenced by the media
    A plight hushed by guilt
    Harm done to no one
    But perception
    Harm done to all
    Through this perception.

    You were fed to sit alive
    Rocking in a chair for years
    Could you even rock?
    Did you watch TV?
    What did you do all day for two years?
    While your body became glued to itself
    Ate your soul alive
    I wonder how long ago did your dreams die?
    When did you stop having faith in humanity?
    When did you loose hope in tomorrow being better than today?

    Since those two did continue to feed you
    Yet
    Not bath you
    Not help you
    When did you want to die?
    After cursing your flesh repeatedly.
    Your nightmares living in front of you
    Never desiring to be the reality you see.

    Molding into a flesh of fabric
    Molding from decay and maggots
    If you could read the comments
    Beneath the articles
    The question of life
    Insensitivity
    Inhumane actions
    Accountability
    Who is responsible for this?
    I realize no one knows your story...

    But who let's someone live
    Breathing death
    For two years in same sitting position
    While life grows around them
    And death seeps between them
    Eating away flesh
    And leaving your being hollow
    Full of misery

    What kind of love is that?
    As your girlfriend
    Feeds you your daily meals
    What kind of love is that?

    I wonder what happened to you
    On the day you last sat down
    And never rose...

    I wonder if you fell asleep in peace.
    Unconscious to the life you never wanted to live.
    Dreaming of your next meal,
    Your next bath
    Your next hug,
    Touching your toes,
    Scratching your back,
    Getting your own glass of water,
    A walk in the park
    If you would ever have kids,
    Seeing family,
    Dating,
    Have you ever been on a date that set your world anew?
    Did you dream of loving yourself?
    Since most think you didn't.
    Your next kiss,
    Intimacy,
    You'd been without sex for over two years,
    I wonder if you even desired being touched again,
    I wonder if you dreamed of love,
    Did you even dream anymore?

    I wonder how long ago did you die
    Before they found your body,
    Growing in the chair
    Stuck for two years
    While roommates fed you
    One your own girlfriend
    Watched you bathe in decay
    Until maggots ate your soul.
    I pray you are in peace.
    Somewhere able to dream.
    Living.
     
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    nice piece.......continue on !!!
     
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    Hey Sweetie Pie Honey Bunch ... Welcome Home ... :wave: :wave: :wave:

    wow @ this peace ... i came rushing in to give you some love ... our sweet darling Daroc ... thinking i was gonna read a flowery poem ... full of butterflies and sun shining bright ... and then ... i was like ... WHOOOOAAAAA ... wait a minute Destee ... read slow ... this is one of them deep ones ... :research: ... okay ... whew! ... deep deep deep ... you took me there ... i was there ... my heart heavy for those 2 years ... and hoping with you ... they are somewhere living!

    Beautiful Peace Sister ... so glad to see you back in the house ... hoping all is well with you and yours!

    Love You! :kiss:

    :heart:

    Destee
     
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