I WONDER

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  • Death

    I WONDER

    I AM DEAD BUT I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IT, UNTIL I SAW THE MAGGOTS
    FOLLOWING ME SLIMY AND WET AND YET I STILL SEE
    MY BREATH IS THIS MADNESS OR IS THIS DEATH
    I WONDER..... MY THOUGHTS AND BEING TORN ASSUNDER
    HMM......I WONDER
    SEEMS TO ME ALL I DO IS A BLUNDDER
    IF THIS IS DEATH IT WOULD BE EASY AS 123 SEE NO MORE ME.

    I FIND MYSELF WITHDRAWING
    INSIDE OF ME I AM WARRING WITH MYSELF
    WILL TEARS FREE ME
    WILL PAIN MAKE ME STRONGER
    OR EVEN WISER.

    DEAR GOD LET ME LOVE NOT HATE,WHAT IS TO MY FATE
    CAUSE MY LIFE IS AT A LOW RATE
    AND I WOULD LOVE TO HATE, SOMEONE SAVE ME
    BEFORE ITS TO LATE.

    ITS NOT VERY NICE IN MY DARK WORLD
    SO I CRY AND I BAWL AND WANT TO END IT ALL
    SEE I AM, FADING, FADING,FADING ....
    INTO THE DISTANCE LIKE A BOUNCING RED BALL
    DOWN A VERY LONG HALL WITH A MISSING WALL
    IF I SLIP
    I WILL FALL INTO A DARK ABYSS
    HMMMM I WONDER......
    IF I WILL BE MISSED.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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