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i burst into tears as i finished this poem. unfortunately, i was in a bookstore and had to run into the bathroom to pull myself togeher again lol cancer was unholy and completely ablaze, but i must admit, it brought with it some lessons and insight.



i walked that line on the brink
i looked in the mirror and cried in the sink
my hands were all over my head
                    holding in my sanity

tears were serviced best at night
and couldn't be heard in the dark without light

no cameras or lightning flashes
when you have no eyebrows to raise
or lashes

lost is vanity as i recoiled 
my stomach spoiled
and my face in the toilet

cancer was a wolf at my throat
and a worm in brain


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Bobbie876 commented on malaise


Somber thoughts. Reflections on man;s frailty, battles fought daily, flesh weak as tears seep down from eyes .Pain. Another day of cleansing, living to fight again. Blessings to you.When my words fail I can only respond in poetry.



exactly, Bobbie. well said as you mirror my thoughts and emotions :-)

Tempestlady commented on malaise


Wow the reader can just see you there in the bathroom, and feel your weary, overwhelming, need for it to be over. The pain adn the being so tired of it know you are a poet when you can make the reader feel, good or bad, it is no matter. In that you create, and in that you bring to light emotions that would otherwise not have been there. Well done. Write on...........Tempestlady



wow. thank you so much for understanding as i wasn't going to include this one. it is direct. it is honest and dark but had a favourable outcome.

lisaner commented on malaise


My hands were all over my head/holding in my sanity. This is such a powerful account of the battle you are fighting, I hesitated to check off that I like this poem. So well done, it had me in tears. If your inner strength and faith is as strong as your writing, you will be victorious. God bless you, my friend.



thank you for such a wonderful comment. i have been writing about the battle i went through and the war i just won :)

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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Santa Claus Is Coming Around 1
skin 2
the midnight girl 1
hold 1
here 0
the other 1
flashback 1
violent pretty 1
the people in the attic 1
the ride 1
my nightmares are awake 1
no bugs 6
waiting 3
welcome 5
a fetus in a clear bowling ball 6
crows feet 7
rats 5
the mobster 4
perfect 6
jumper 5
lady godiva 3
malaise 3
pirate 4
flight on time 3
fear of falling 4
unfinished crow ? 5
touch ( aka, am i made of summer ) 8
elephant 5
cancer 8
skyline 5
st. saviour 2
satellites 4
were you waiting for me ? 10
snapshot 5
fists 12
lauren 17
insomnia 18
ceremony 12
mother 14
ash 27
the june bug 15
low 19
thorns 10
paralyzed 9
mr. sparkle 15
dresses 15
glass 13
cemetaries 18
throe 18
if i fell in love 27
pills 22
off black 20
mannequin 22
umbrage 12
sick boy 12
kelly has a big head 21
unfairly fairy 26