Friday 8 August 2014

I Was Alive Once

I was alive once
Breathing in the scent of earth
Kissing the pearls of rain
Extending my hands
And enveloping the warmth of sun

I was alive once
I danced in the moon light
I ran to the ocean
I made sand castles
And I went with the motions

I was alive once
I questioned, I reasoned
I got angry, and I threatened
I cried in pain
And I cried silly in joy

I was alive once
Once for a very long time
Once a very long time ago
Before I met you
And then I died

Death Spawn by D3vilusion



I am dead now and forever
I have no voice
I have no fervour
I don’t talk
I just listen
I don’t walk
I just follow
I don’t question
I only answer
In yes and no

I am the skeleton
Of what I was
I represent
What could have been
A great life
But is now a carcass

I was alive once
But I am not anymore

(C) Juztamom

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12 comments:

  1. beautifully depicted the journey of the skeleton.One day we all will be one of them.

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  2. this is a really sad poem!! being alive is such a gift!!

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  3. That kind of death is maybe the saddest of all.. the inflicted by dependency death... chilling really

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  4. Yes, this is saddening.........but having once known the joy of living, that will return again.

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  5. This is a difficult read, Strongly written.

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  6. Painful. I'm glad the speaker still has a foundation at least... and the strength to say no to some things.

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  7. Whoa! This operates on many levels. One is not to let a "you" like that enter a life! I found that first section--alive--so vital that the second part was a shriveling indeed.

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  8. So sad and so easy to believe. This kind of death can happen almost unnoticed. Well done.

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  9. This is a painful read so brilliantly written...I so agree with Susan

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  10. Sometimes a figurative death can be more devastating than a literal one (I imagine).

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  11. So very sad that being with another person would actually make some people die a slow death! And, yet we do see it happening!

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  12. I've often wondered this, J.M. Those poor women.
    I too would be dead, walking dead.
    ..

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