Living Death

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Living Death

This pain of mine cannot be denied
My anger chooses not to bargain
As I sink into the lows of depression
I cling hopelessly to the habits 
formed by your dysfunction
My crippled heart beats
to the sound of a broken drum
Acceptance is my demise
because each day I die a little death


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Lisa is hosting Tuesday Poetics at D'Verse and has prompted us with
the book On Death and Dying by Elisabeth Kübler-Ross, M.D. In her book
she says the five stages of grief are: denial, anger, bargaining, depression,
and acceptance.  We can choose one or more of the stages in our poem.

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

34 thoughts on “Living Death”

    1. Thanks Punam. There are all kinds of ‘living deaths’. We don’t always see them or know about them, do we? Your incredible poem opened the eyes of many I’m sure 😢

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  6. Your pain is very real! Anger over loss is not an easy thing to displace. It is like an unwelcomed friend who drops in all to often! Well done!

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  7. Christine, I’m bowled over by the raw emotion you share in your poem. The person who is trapped in a living death is in perhaps the most profoundly sad place of all 😦

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    1. Thank you Lisa. I just followed your suggestion of maybe using more than one stage in our poem and it came together. ☺️💕

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  8. “because each day I die a little death”
    I get it. It’s tragic how some make it out of this routine… and some don’t.

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    1. Oh dear, I’m sorry it was so tragic. I didn’t know what to write really so I included all the stages rather than just one. I thought of a person trapped in a difficult relationship.

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  12. I felt sad reading your beautifully composed poetry …. cannot imagine going thru this life without the kind of emotion you describe. Be well.

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