Facing Mortality
28 April, 2008
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)
The days seem short now
as I face my mortality
Fear resides where playful ways usually abound
Could this be how it feels in the end
or is it just paranoia due to a lack of control
Will I wake up or face the eternal sleep
Have I left any mark upon the world
For there is no seed of me to carry on
to remember or forget
Am I just a name once whispered upon a breeze
What does the future hold for me now
I ponder a future uncertain
The realization of my limits
balance within my mind
as I rationalize my life.. my mortality
------- Author's Notes -------
No, I am not dying.. just going for gull bladder surgery.,, And facing my fears |
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Capricorn (82.45.57.95) -- Monday, April 28 2008, 10:52 pm Going into hospital is always a worrying time, but I'm sure you'll be fine. My thoughts are with you. |
| LinzAy (71.41.115.197) -- Saturday, May 3 2008, 04:36 pm Well, I'm certainly glad that everything turned out good for you...as we all knew it would :) Now. "Have I left my mark on the world, for there is no seed of me to carry on to remember or forget" You've given, what, almost a thousand people, young-old-male-female-the happy-the sad-overseas-here, a home where they feel they can escape. A safe place to turn to. And in doing so have enabled these thousand people to comfort eachother, give words of praise, encouragement, love to eachother. Helping all of us get through certain situations in life that we may have felt no one else cared about or felt uncomfortable sharing in the real world and not this Dreamers escape. You have a mark that you are continuously drawing on this world and I thank you dearly for it. |
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