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Life Sentence

By swirlgirl Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Life Sentence

flies are infinite here

this buzzing in my brain

outside myself i lose my fear

fades with the crimson rain

 

muscles shrieking defiance

protest at the slightest use

pain pays for their compliance (i am always overdrawn)

at least i control abuse (gonna pay anyway)

 

not sick enough to die

not well enough to live

how long do i have to pay?

how much will i have to give?

 

conversation stacking marbles

random thoughts spinning free

deep inside the bluebirds warble

how smart i used to be

 

concepts flash across my mind

silver fish dart out of reach

sea of pain won't let you find

broken shells upon the beach

 

not sick enough to die

not well enough to live

how long do i have to pay?

how much will i have to give?

 

no relief in scattered sleep

play out ruthless dreams

images i dread to keep

can't shut out the screams

 

soul rages against the flesh

rules to which i must adhere

doctors they do not impress (my screams make a hollow sound)

cannot make it disappear (no one wants to hear)

 

not sick enough to die

not well enough to live

how long do i have to pay?

how much will i have to give?

 

not sick enough to die

not well enough to live

serve my sentence everyday

when will you forgive?

© 1996 M. Mueller

11/11/08 4:02pm

very well written!  Thank-you for sharing!

11/12/08 10:41am

I apreciate your rhyme scheem but it would be nice if you could restructure a bit to fit a sylable pattern and have a positive solution at the end. you are very close to having a sonnet. thay are hard to do.

11/23/08 8:36pm

Thank you for reading my poem and for your intuitive comment - I'm not on the internet much but would enjoy your input and help in creating a sonnet out of this piece. I agree "Life Sentence" does need some restructuring - I always seem to write in quartets and it has been about ten years since I first wrote it. It's time to refine.

 

Even though most people with FM, MS, etc. "look good" on the outside most people have no idea what we are dealing with "on the inside".  Most people think we are "airheads" because the pain demands attention and makes it hard to think. Many people think we are "lazy" because we are exhausted from dealing with the pain and its side effects.

 

Dealing with pain and the physical, mental and emotional distractions the pain causes takes a lot of courage, energy and concentration. It is my intention in this piece to show how people who live in pain are "working" all the time with no hope of relief - and yet, we keep on going. We choose to live against the odds in a reality most cannot imagine. "Life Sentence" is like a war memorial honoring the truth of my situation.

 

I won't change the ending because in reality the pain doesn't go away and that would deny the truth and courage of people who choose life every day despite the pain:) 

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By swirlgirl— Last Modified: 09/04/10, First Published: 11/11/08