Question to Ask You
About All of Everything
Let me ask you
Do you know what it’s like
and
Do you like it?
Being dead while you’re alive
Sounds glamorous
-
Do you know what it’s like?
And
Is it alright
To tell you how every time
-
Let me ask you
Do you ever see
How my sickness crawls
its way through me
And the tears I cry
Are not of salt
Not from the eye
But my soul bleeding
Draining red until dry
-
Let me ask you?
Would you rent my body
Would you want to
Stow away beautifully?
A seemingly fine vessel
I would too
-
Let me tell you
If only I could trade my mind
With all the hues
The reds of rage
The blues of truth
Trade in my heart
For something new
A bit more healthy
And less abused
Maybe then
There in that frame
I’d win control
My soul, my name
Never again to be used
Maybe then
I would have
a better question to ask you.
About the Creator
E. Louise Sullivan
21 | NY
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