Sweet misery indeed

This is not how I feel in any way, it is simply a poem

 

How sweet are the words that whisper to me?

Whispering kind words of my death,

they tell me how the pain will stop,

my spirit will rise as my body will rest.

 

I contemplate the thought of it,

sweet misery indeed.

This thought, it does not let up,

constantly speaks to me.

 

My body broken,

rotted to the core,

sickness invades me

'till I am no more.

 

 

Is this voice the Devil inside?

Yet, it is making sense to me.

 

Without any drastic measures,

I simply, with this voice agree.

 

This hospital bed,

I am captive too.

All dignity gone,

just one thing to do.

 

I close my eyes and I let go,

slip away from my pain.

Release the burdons of loved ones,

my sickness drove insane.

 

 

My spirit will rise as my body will rest,

they tell how the pain will stop.

Whispering kind words of death,

how sweet are the words that whisper to me!

Reviews

[lee von cleef]

Right in my ear, My work has let me watch. People thrive ,their minds thrive on ,they pick two out of three, and feel good, they earn a B and feel good,but in reality they probably just lost their money, the dopamine in their heads makes them " feel" a positive interpretation , usually a financially , spiritual, moral ,blemish a hidden negative result, grows and grows. Dopamine "Feels" good,great....and me I feel guilty.

[Kimberly "Melody" Carne..]

Suicide and death are very far from how I feel; I work in the hospital and see patients every day. Their family wants them to live and the pain and sickness has taken over. Death is very much an acceptable part of life. Letting go is not wrong. It is a much a part of life as birth. I embrace every facet of life with understanding. I am part of the "no one dies alone" program at my job. I see many die and I truly understand. Letting go and suicide are too very different things, thus why I mentioned no drastic measures in this write.

[caroline]

I like the feeling of the spirit rising in this and the acceptance of death. nice.

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

Excellent flow; it kept my attention all through the reading without any distractions from the message. I like it. Well done, Melody. A keeper.

[spiritwind]

I apologize. I find it hard to discuss the poetry of your piece when the message it contains rides me hard and will not let me rest. If this is in any way true of your feelings toward life and death, please know that it is common among young people. Having said that, if it is a constant thought, please seek help from someone wise. A soul is a terrible thing to lose. Especially a poetic one. If this is your imagination at work, you have spoken true of that which you have no personal experience. In that case, well done.

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

It is very far from how I feel; I work in the hospital and see patients every day. Their family wants them to live and the pain and sickness has taken over. Death is very much an acceptable part of life. Letting go is not wrong. It is a much a part of life as birth. I embrace every facet of life with understanding. I am part of the "no one dies alone" program at my job. I see many die and I truly understand.Letting go and suicide are too very different things, thus why I mentioned no drastic measures in this write.

[spiritwind]

My apologies. I thought it was about suicide. Letting go is another thing altogether in the cease-fire with cancer, etc. Your work in the hospital is to be greatly admired. Boy, do I feel foolish! My mother was a nurse and I have the greatest respect for the profession and for all who take care of the ill.

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

No worries, If you thought that many others may as well and miss the meaning. If you have any suggestions as to why you thought that and what I could change as to help others understand better please let me know;)

[spiritwind]

I thought I was on the page of a 16 year old girl--I'd just read her bio--but somehow I was on yours instead when I started reading a poem. [ I am a computer disaster, believe me.] You read that poem as coming from the heart and soul of a young teen and the hair on the back of your neck would raise in alarm too! When I reread with the knowledge you gave me than it is as clear as a bell. I do not know now if I would have deciphered correctly w/o that information. [I can be pretty dense at times. Really.] I can only offer that perhaps the slightest glimpse of a hospital smell or hospice bed or the beeping of a machine or such would place it geographically and release readers like me to follow and really delve deep into your thoughts from the beginning. This poem is superbly done and about a topic that needs such intimate and compassionate handling.

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

thank y ou, I will look where such things may be placed. ;)

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

Have have re-written it, please take a look and let me know what you think;)

[spiritwind]

oh, yes, for me that cleared up my misunderstanding and did so gracefully... this poem addresses the issues but would never be mistaken as "suicide"... I like that you can write poetically about social/religious/political topics... superb... a nurse of the heart and soul as well as the body

[Kimberly "Melody" Carney]

Thank you;)

[Poison Ivy]

amazing!

[marlayesterday]

Such a sweat sadness...beautiful... :)

[Coyote Poetry]

The negative can try to overtake us. Best to erase the bad thoughts and move on. When I was young. I allowed drink and anger to control me. I did little good. I learn to listen to my heart and try to be kind. I like this poem. Made me think about those whispers leading us to dangerous places. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Stanley Wilson]

this is a beautiful poem death is something that through my work happens pretty much on a regular basis often when consoling families you try to find the words of comfort your porm would help alot of people. well done great work thanks for asking me to review it for you

[Victoria Elizabeth]

awesome

[Ice QueenJen]

A beautiful writing about death, you write about how peaceful it should be. Yet because of the ravages of disease, or what ever is happening to one's body it can be a painful experience.