The Walking Hopeless

September 24, 2012
By novainara SILVER, Kent, Ohio
novainara SILVER, Kent, Ohio
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my life has been depleted to a machine.

fits in my pocket, trying to null my pain.

but i joined the walking hopeless, no grieves redeemed.



doctors lined up ready to resurrect and clean,

replaced filing cabinets for innards of my brain.

my life has been depleted to a machine



weak outside hospital doors, dignity demeaned.

all my wasted life i have waiting rooms to blame.

so i joined the walking hopeless, no grieves redeemed.



no locks on bedrooms, here nothing goes unseen.

single-serving nurses, zombied all the same,

still, my life has been depleted to a machine.



tuning out their voice with the iv’s beeps so serene.

how sick am i of this man telling me i’m insane.

so i joined the walking hopeless, no grieves redeemed.



we watch through barred windows drenched in green,

days are like minutes confined behind doors, so mundane.

yet, my life has been depleted to a machine.

and so i joined the walking hopeless, no grieves redeemed.



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