The Saddest Little Liver

January 21, 2010
A liver wheezing for life,
Tired of his midnight visitor,
Sends his screams of frustration
To the world outside of its home.
He bursts the blood vessels in the nose
And yellows the eyes,
Begging for attention.
But still forgotten, his guest
Arrives at due time.
He screams louder
The fingers look ready to rot,
And the blood is forced through the throat.
Hear me! He shouts.
Love me! He begs.
But still no response.
So for the sake of his sanity,
He begins to shut down.
His last desperate plea.
But once again, the frequent
Guest is there to greet him once more.
As the liquid fills his home,
He lies on the floor.
Slowly he will drown,
And be neglected no more.

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Powd3er said...
Feb. 4, 2010 at 2:44 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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