Today I am lost to the gloom
and know I will wind up a lonely old woman
who will die alone in my house
and by the time they find my body
my seven cats
named after the Seven Dwarfs
will have picked my bones clean
but you can’t blame them because they were starving
and they don’t have opposing thumbs to run the can opener
and when they post my death notice
no one will recall who I am or who I was
because I never did anything of much importance
and after they burn me up
my ashes will sit in a little cardboard box on a shelf of some mortuary
because my son will be too busy to come pick them up
and eventually they’ll put them out for the trash man
and it will be apropos
since most of my life I have felt like garbage
Dear woman, you’ve no idea how much some would love to have more of you in their life, even if only electronically. You are worthy of love
Yeah, everyone always seems to want an electronic piece of me, but not a real one.
Just bc that’s all that’s available, don’t think it’s all that’s desirable
And, if I feel that way, someone more available will too. Truly
This is one of the best poems I have ever read!
My Granny Me-Maw used to get really mad whenever anybody said “You’re not getting older, you’re getting better!” She would always say, “It doesn’t get better and all you can do is deal with it and help everyone else deal with it and then you get over it. That’s life and that’s mortality. Helping other people is where you will find peace and contentment.” My Granny Me-Maw is my rock. 👍👍
Most days I don’t feel like I can’t be much help to others because I can barely get by myself. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem, and thanks so much for reading BTP!
Hang in there FBG! Maybe you need a change of scenery? One of my neighbors, LouAnn, was feeling really depressed so she and one of her friends signed up for the police ride-along program! LouAnn says it has changed her life for the better. She seems really happy and focused now.
I need something. Thanks BTP