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Wretched ExistenceWretched Existence
I sprawl here amidst my own decay.
My thoughts and body are in disarray.
Coughing; my weak lungs heave and strain.
I wish in vain to end this pain.
Each day I'm reminded of my mortality.
Sometimes, I hope for my own fatality.
Dreaming, I'm alive; awake, I'm dead.
Perhaps, all of this is just in my head.
My predicament is grim, as is my life.
This knowledge drives into my like a knife.
Death is always waiting at my door.
Shaking, I fall desolately onto the floor.
Frail, weak limbs; complexion so pale.
Inward screams as my body begins to fail.
Disembodied voices whisper their goodbyes.
Aborted existence; I was
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More