Questions About Self

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Why have I become a broken spirit, reaching out from behind a screen…the more I type using numerous cellular devices, the more agony on my boney fingers…the more disfigured my knuckles…But I am relentless.

Without any concept of time, I continue to strike the keyboard. Suddenly there’s a rancid odor of decaying flesh… My grey matted hair falls into my face.

Who have I become but a cranky ole woman, envious of the youngsters smiles, and laughter I use to hear…

Why doesn’t the sun shine as it did many years ago?

Why am I still walking among this planet with withered skin, and calloused feet…my toenails dig in to the ground with every step…they are like bleeding talons.

Why am I still living in darkness…

Can you tell me why

Am I still alive?

Ms. Vee

8-1-22

10:55 PM

As I Change

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Quote by Lewis Carroll Found at www.huffingtonpost.ca

Quote by Lewis Carroll
Found at http://www.huffingtonpost.ca

As I sit

…Contemplating…

My next move

…I’ve…

Lost the moment of

…Excitement…

Time passes by

…Quickly…

I am not the same

…As…

I was yesterday

…I’m changed…

When I look in the mirror

…I…

See can see it

…Many…

Days feel it

…Once…

In a while it makes

…Me…

Scream

…And…

Fall

…Down…

On my knees

9:30 PM

Vera Robinson © 2015

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