Cancer of the Soul

Poet's Corner


I see me now,
And reflect on a time when
Once lost ,
Needing to be found again

I see those years,
Just a walk on part
On the stage
Of my life
In a house I occupied,
But where I did not
In a bed I slept,
But did not

My echoing thoughts,
A confirmation
Of loneliness,
Filled with emptiness,
Although be it without solitude

The night could have been day,
The day could have been night
For I mourned both,
But wished,
Both away
Dark sadness

A mere band aid
For an open bleeding heart
Hurt in the moment
Hurt as it passed
Yet stood still as it ran

It was then when I had
Cancer of the Soul,
Living lifeless,
Needing to be born again
Not wanting to grow old

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