the constant bleeding: a study in realism
- I am afraid I am a rather dark lady



The only way out


Wounds that will not heal,
how do you dress them?
The problem is, they can't be dressed
but will go on bleeding forever,
for the soul has no healer but death.
This is reality,
which anyone who has a soul
will dismally acknowledge,
knowing the dilemma of incurable wounds
that will go on bleeding even after death.
The insufferable torture of this life
is just a momentary business
that eventually will leave everything behind
as you'll find deliverance in death,
which eventually will only be a passage
to new lives of suffering.
Thus the hell of life goes on forever,
and there is nothing you can do about it
but to stand the suffering
and somehow make the best of it,
love being just an escapism -
the eternal longing for something better
than the blind alley of bitterness called reality.




Poetry by Laila Roth
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Written on 2008-05-22 at 22:57

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normalil
I don't think you are a dark lady, I think you just wrote the truth, unfortunately. Great poem which I feel is written from the heart.
2008-05-23