Killer Creation

I have cancer... yay me.... I feel as if it is a curse for all my wrongdoings in life. A punishment for my sins... a monster inside my body.
I've never been so alone
Nobody is here when I'm in need
Do I have to deal with this on my own?
Just left out to die, for the monsters to feed.

Beasts of courage, bravery, and strength
All set out to end my life
Closest to my heart, my friends reassurance
But for the life I first gained, I strive

Those who are closest
Are yet my worst enemy
Those who are farthest
Are simply to comply to the demanding

No true sympathy though I'm at death's door
Nobody seems to care if I should fall
Do I not have any true friends anymore?
The monsters are yet to call

Facing my death, yet not ready for the end
Can you really be prepared to die?
Will people care? All I can do is pretend
Pretend by telling myself that simple little lie

I know, I'm surrounded by loved ones
So why do I feel so alone?
Death is forever, not a simple trend
Yet the ball is coming, and I'm in the hitting zone

Lord help me, live the life I please
I cannot go on all alone without salvation
Save me before my final release
Help me destroy your worst creation.
What do you think? Rate of 1-10
Rate:1 It was boring, I didn't finish.
Rate:2 Worst poem ever.
Rate:3 Pretty good for an amateur.
Rate:4 Uhm... okay.
Rate:5 It was OK.
Rate:6 Suckish.
Rate:7 Great poem.
Rate:8 Love the poem.
Rate:9 Amazing poem I can relate.
Rate:10 I feel so sorry for you and I love the poem.
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Published: 10/10/2011
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