Yellowish DeathA Poem by melz1108
Swirling blue neuron's get crossed
I can no longer breath
click click click click AHHHHHAHHHHH.
Its slowly kills my soul.
a yellowish death stole so much of my life.
Greed is what I can compare "it" to,
nothing will ever heal my wounds,
that nice blue sky eye
was replace by a yellowish orange white bleeding into your blue.
The eyes never really opened fully again.
Not even sure if you realized what you had done.
forced to sit a watch you die.
Was I supposed to feel?
was I supposed cry?
So I shed one or two tears
just make it less award for the rest. though, I still cringe.
This disease stole so much.
More than having you be my "dad"...so many blame the disease for his abusive nature, why?
No more...No more...No more!
I will no longer accept your blaming the wrong,
he did it, it was him, not his disease.
The disease killed, thankfully he is dead. But, his disease did not abuse the rest...
© 2010 melz1108
AboutI love to write about my emotions though I am not skilled at it, yet. Our moments try to define us they sneak into our souls and take over; once they succeed, they take over our lives. Our struggl.. more..