Coma

Tue, 08/26/2014 - 22:17 -- lynbro

Location

20906
United States
39° 4' 54.0552" N, 77° 2' 41.7588" W

I live in an endless sleep

One akin to limbo

Of course there is the beau

The one person that I keep

They are just outside my reach

And right now I am a leech

 

Tied down in a tight tether 

The ropes of dream hold me

Simultaneous glee

With melancholy lather

There’s no definite escape

Wounds remain unclean, agape

 

But should I even try?

Reality seems wry

And in it I might die

Shouldn’t be asking why

 

Outside of me they mourn

Pinched, withered up faces

Protesting with maces

Their lives ridden and forlorn

Waiting here for my poor sake

And anxious for me to wake

 

Pretension runs awry

Down under I’m at peace

They don’t want my release

And all they do is lie

I know how they are posers

Standing there with their Tasers 

 

And do they even care?

How this is so unfair

That which I cannot bear

And wake I do not dare

 

This consideration

May lead to my true heart

Fly straight home like a dart

And with this I am done

Vacation is now over

Goodnight I’ll see you later

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