A Death Note

A Death Note

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Persistent pain and blood with each hard cough.
I went seeking for some medical aid.
'You are going to have it very rough.'
'A second stage cancer', the doctors ruefully said.

They gave me just a few more months to live,
to count the fall of every numbered breath.
Their diagnosis was only able to give,
the confirmation of a quickly approaching death.

As if on a time machine, a sudden ride I took,
and knew beforehand how and when I died.
Hiding places where none would ever look,
now, wouldn't hide me from this assassin inside.

Wave after wave of emotions ravaged my mind.
Like a wave ravages a feeble castle of sand.
I sought for an you but that you I couldn't find,
I realized, I had a solitary stand.

I knew not when you conveniently abandoned me,
but I remembered hidden letters I found before.
Letters which were not for me to see.
Amorous words, from your paramour.

I know, it is not fair that you live alone.
I would have suggested you find someone instead.
But was it too hard or is your heart of stone,
you could at least wait, till I was dead.

My body was wrecked by cancerous tissue,
my mind by cancerous hate.
So I didn't make the letters an issue,
to furthur worsen my pitiful state.

Now that the time has come to take your leave,
I will be at my charming best.
We have long run out of anything to give.
So I will take this chance to make a last request.

Please don't try to sweeten up my death,
with that look of concern in your eyes.
Please don't try to sweeten up my death,
with loving words, all sugar coated lies.

Don't you cover your face so it can't be seen.
What is it? Are you trying to cry?
Because I rather thin you are suppressing a grin.
You can't deceive me, how hard you may try.

Oh, you are really good with that grieving groan.
Real enough to have the doctor's sympathetic sigh.
Go on...tell them you are waiting to hear me moan,
one last time before I finally die.

Finally, I wont address you by your real name,
I write this letter to 'Medusa' instead.
For though your stare did not turn me stone,
I assume... you stared until I was stone cold dead.

© 2012


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Reverent and eloquent challenging too
Took on the ruff one and laid it out smooth...


Posted 13 Years Ago


This is so so sad. Wow!
This really tugged on my heart.


Posted 13 Years Ago


Sob...sob, hey you managed to draw a tear from my eye. Your piece is amazing I mean it. It has meter and cadence you name it. It is ladden with heavy emotions and it is very true. I pray this does not happen to you or anybody else, strange but really true. I hope Medusa's heart changes back to flesh after this. I love your piece thank you very much..

Posted 13 Years Ago


this poem is really sad; i hope its not true. the reference to medusa at the end was awesome. this poem really evokes emotions. nice write c:

Posted 13 Years Ago


Amazing, very emotive, strong feelings flowing freely through the whole writing. Nicely pennes, everything was in place, the words used to describe everthing were `perfect. I read it almost 5 times out loud, you get this certain feeling as you read it. Excellent writing.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Added on January 25, 2011
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Tags: death, love, dark, black, poem, note, cancer, pain

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