They told me that my time was up. Did you hear that? I'm out of here! There's no compromise for me, that doctor said. My expiration date has come and I must be discarded. Am I spoiled food or garbage to be treated so inhumanly? I want to rid myself of this pain. Have I nothing to gain?
I've been to 10 hospitals and I've seen over 7 specialist, who did nothing, but cost me huge bills. I'm still ill! While I waste away within the silence and whispering behind my back. I'm a good person. I've given money to countless charities. Who will appease?
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nice one. good poem with beautiful meanings. feel free to comment my poems as well.thank you
A good poem that flows naturally. Thank you for sharing.