Excuse Me While I Die Poem by leonard daranjo

Everything you do has its shadow

Everytime you are untrue to yourself
you die a little
In life
death comes in small doses

Leonard


There have been times when I
smiled
while the bile inside me
burnt;
laughed
while every muscle in my face
ached;
spoke
while every word I uttered
stuck to my palate;
was polite and said nice things to people
that had the ring
of a funeral drum;
died
while all the time
I should have been living