a living death

her existence is a living death

she questions each and every breath

 

is it,

is she

even worthwhile?

should she dig her own hole in the ground?

6 feet is the going rate

 

or maybe

at least

for just a little while

she should think about sticking around

and do her dance with fate

 

 

her existence is a living death

she questions each and every breath

~Melanie Thomason

5/28/2017

You can read more of my poems in my book:

Moonpies and Naugahyde

A Childhood Survived

Get it here!

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10 responses to “a living death

  1. Pingback: From blogger: Wordiful…a poem | Rethinking Life

  2. Congrats. Lovely book Melanie

  3. A powerful poem, Melanie. Thoughts that we all have – it’s all about what we do next.

  4. Thanks for visiting me today and leaving a like on “Would They Love Me Anyway.” Came over to say thank you. ๐Ÿ˜€

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