To the dead

To the Dead

You left without a word

From your death, my heart is

Still filled with rage. Sometimes I

Wish I could raid the graveyard and free

You. The day you decided to go, I was

Left alone

 

Nobody here has the decency to be with me

And now all I think about is killing me.

How is the other side? Can I come there

Willingly? Or do I have to die from the

Living and live with the dead?

 

Never be sad. Y’all are home now.

I’m never mad because I know the world is

About to end. Bodies are turning to sand,

Ashes. Ashes from the factions they divided

Themselves to, now families you see are in fractions.

 

I’m coming to you all now, jrewiegndnjwe…

I’m writing gibberish now. My soul must be

Slipping away. My vision is blurred. Pull my

Soul to the dead and let my body be buried.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so much a feeling like reading Plath...as she so often spoke of freeing herself from this mortal coil.
But this is so real...it is like writing at the same time of performing the act of suicide...not being able to live without the mate. Reminds me of couples who have been together for so many years. When one passes, the other just doesn't want to go on...
nicely done...potent write.
j.

[Zipho_D]

Thank you so much for reviewing and understanding what I meant on the poem J

[barleygirl]

Your poem conveys a strong sense that the narrator is spiraling out of existence. I love how this reflects what some people REALLY feel about losing a loved one to death, rather then the sanitized versions we see all the time, trying desperately to maintain a dividing line between living & dying. If grieving people said what you are saying, others would tell them: DON'T SAY THAT! We aren't allowed to envision reaching out to a dead loved one & longing to be there with them. I love writing that goes over the line of what most people consider "normal" (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[AYVID N]

This poem throbs with emotion. We don’t know what lies on the other side but we’re often tempted to find out. If a spiritual life was guaranteed, I’d not want to exist in this miserable, limited human form. It’s the lack of surety of the life after that keeps me grounded here. You did a marvellous job of expressing these feelings here for many of us, Zipho_D.

[Zipho_D]

Well I now know we as humans share the same pain, emotions. Thank you for you encouraging review DIVYA