The word
Corpse
Means death
But what about
A living corpse
Would that be
Then classified
As the undead
4 walls
A bed
Furniture
Floor
Ceiling
Color
Hardly a coffin
Yet I sleep
When I can't
Night turns into night
All is dark
Daylight has passed
Me by
Without so much
As a ripple
As the seasons change
Darkness envelopes
More hours and minutes
And it is all that I see
I seek comfort in it
Feeling like a
Living corpse
Far from the
Thriving world
In a dark
Place of suspended animation
Where staying in a cozy bed
Seems ideal
24/7
Close the eyes
Once the hyperactive brain
Shuts off
Away from the reality
That doesn't exist
Into dreams of things
That could be
Would be
Should be
Floating in dreamscape
Safe
Illness free
Wish there was a way
To untangle self
From this
Living corpse state
Breathe
Life
Energy
Happiness
Health
Into me
So alive
Would truly mean
Just that
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ME Survivor (Book 3)
Poetry17 million people around the world suffer from Myalgic Encephalomyelitis or ME and it is incurable and untreatable. The disease is called ME but Chronic Fatigue Syndrome or CFS is the name the CDC gave it. Doctors for the most part think that it is...
