Monthly Archives: October 2017
Where all efforts cease
and the desperate fights are put to rest.
The menacing chaos meets peace
and grants a halt to its aggressive quest.
You no longer have to pretend it doesn’t hurt,
coz you know the pain will be back in waves.
But tonight you’ll sleep like a fallen leaf under the dirt.
Unseen. Undisturbed. Still, as in the graves.
So what if life is slipping away?
Your desperate hold on life is strangling it anyway.
So relax for now and let the surgeons play,
You’ll get to fight your own fight every other day.
You’ll hear faint voices from time to time,
calling out your name from miles afar.
Like a loud church bell sometimes or sweet mumbles of chime,
making it sound sinister and bizarre.
Where darling you don’t complain of the ultimate distress.
Despite the oxygen feeder choking your throat.
So what if poking needles and entangled saline pipes are in a mess,
you got a handful of nights to stay peacefully afloat.
Where you know it’s a story of your perseverance
and not of punctured nerves and neat stitches.
For you will see all but scars in reminiscence
and the resilience against life’s ugly glitches.
So when the fight gets tough, come over my friend
into the renowned realm of sedatives.
A no-man’s land in world’s end
unflatteringly sung about in poesies.