Perpetuity

Perpetuity

A Poem by Chase

In this bed i lay.
In this bed i stay.
Drowning as the time ticks by
And withering away.

Minutes turn to hours and
Hours turn to days.
My stomach grumbles loudly yet
In this bed i stay.

The plants need water,
Me as well.
Instead, we both decay.

In this bed i lay and
In this bed i stay.
Confined within my unkind mind,
Life is kept at bay.

© 2020 Chase


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Quite apt for the current situation, but can also be interpreted for a person suffering from clinical depression. As my mum says, "wherever you go, there you are!" You cannot out run your own self.
I like the comparison with the plants that need the water and are decaying from the neglect, just like the speaker.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chase

4 Years Ago

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The plants need water,
Me as well.
Instead, we both decay.

I really love those lines. Simple but haunting.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chase

4 Years Ago

Thanks very much Natasha (:
Quite apt for the current situation, but can also be interpreted for a person suffering from clinical depression. As my mum says, "wherever you go, there you are!" You cannot out run your own self.
I like the comparison with the plants that need the water and are decaying from the neglect, just like the speaker.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chase

4 Years Ago

It was meant to have representation in both the present situation and relating to the deteriorating .. read more

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Chase
Chase

Stillwater, MN



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My name is Chase. I love writing and find solace through it. Feel free to sift through my myriad of words and tell me what you think:) Constructive criticism is welcome! more..

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