Poem -

Going Under

Going Under


Constraints, 
A think chair 
Where all thoughts 
And viewing entertainment 
Are usually done 
Of thine own free will... 
.....Forced now to endure 
Uncomfortable sunrise 
Rush of life, 
Settling screams upon sunset 
Prays a prisoner of pain 
Please..not another 
sleepless night. 
          ~~ 
Induced blackout, 
Complications wing 
Needs mending, 
Coming out of darkness 
Reflecting my suffering; 
Think thee process disabled 
Which can be learned 
Ambidextrous one 
Left handedly discerned, 
With no devilish sympathy 
Taking offense, what can be done myself 
I'm just unuse to 
The vulnerability 
Of being incapable. 
          ~~~ 
Patience.... 
Will be thy moments 
Relying strictly upon love, 
Going under in one piece 
Coming to, a puzzle 
In hopes humptys repaired 
To be the man he was. 
          ~~~~ 
Feelings murky 
Salvations chair a cloud 
Pain crowds thoughts 
Accompanied my mind 
Lonely, against night 
The quiet thief 
Impeding patients sleep 
Stolen dream 
All the while twilight 
Strobes a party in favor 
One I care less to attend. 
Is this recovery's road 
Or do I stand in the path 
Of falling dominoes? 
No one knows...ha! 
Well...no one knows... 
         ~~~~~ 
Resiliency is in me.

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Devon La Porte

Thank you Philip, my think chair will be my cell for a few weeks due to having surgery on my torn Labrum in my right shoulder. It sucks not being able to use my predominant right hand as well as the pain but I look at the bright sid, I don't have to go to work for a little while lol.

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