A Thousand Deaths

In this life, I have died a thousand deaths.

There are tiny jabbing deaths and brutal, crushing deaths.

I died with my father, I died with my brother,

I died when I learned who my sister was,

I die with each rejection from those

desired, and from those who publish.

I die every time I learn that I don't measure up, one

of the few deaths from which I can successfully hide

I die when I learn all over again that

there are dishonest people in this world.

I die when I learn that the last hateful person who

I met, will not be the last hateful person I will meet.

If not for a million little moments of sheer, indescribable,

exploding joy, in which I am always born yet one more time,

I might already have departed this mortal coil.

Reviews

[Missphit]

This poem hit me so hard I could physically feel it in my chest and in my stomach. I am so fortunate to have come across such a TRUTH written in a divine nature. Every death you have felt, I have felt the same death, yet in a different body .

What a sad, honest, passionate, immortal feeling that will linger for thousands of years or more after we cease to breathe.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Thank you for such kind words, and for what appears to be a spate of visits to my words :)

[Barbara Walker]

A perfect definition of life. We all have our own reasons for dying and being born, once again, but many are universal and someone writes an awesome poem that so many readers can identify with its meaning, they read it and say, "Yes!"

[Kwiksie Ifediora]

True true true! Moments, incidents, experiences and the like that repeatedly and almost completely drain all the life from us.
Thank God for happy times.
Lovely, very nicely put together piece.

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Thank you ma'am, for the visit and kind assessment.

[icelandicblue]

What a poem! You are right about the thousand deaths but the universe is about balance. I love your ending it was really uplifting. It was unexpected and filled with wisdom.

[lee von cleef]

the lust of birth in a thought, oh to be brought into a world so easily.... Ruby slippers, peter and the pan, I like this poem.

[TL Boehm]

If not for a million little moments of sheer, indescribable,
exploding joy, in which I am always born yet one more time,
I might already have departed this mortal coil.

PROFOUND. We live for those moments of joy.

[Kristina Moulaison]

This really took my breathe away.

[Ethereal Melody]

Wow - I am almost literally speechless at this. It speaks volumes about who you are as a person and I admire what I see here beyond measure. It's a very beautiful write.

Thank-you for sharing.
~ EM

[Emily B]

i asked someone this morning how many symbolical/metaphorical deaths i can die before i really cross the great divide . . . and maybe i don't really want to know the answer to that

[Creepy Swine Guy]

Just find those little moments that bring you back to life.