Final Good-bye (poem) by Tao Chi on AuthorsDen

Final Good-bye
by Tao Chi → (All Poetry by Tao Chi)
Thursday, July 2, 2015 Not rated by the Author.

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Do we really want the truth when we ask how someone is doing?
Someone asked cheerfully, “How have you been doing?” Do you want the truth or a lie? Swimming in the bowels of Acheron Poisonous pit of pain Desperately clawing the devilish black Muddy banks Where protruding branches were no more Than two-edged swords Slicing, cutting Ripping through flesh Time and time again Only to keep my chin above Just enough that my only reprieve For air was the most foul of marsh gases With the strength of a heart Dragged through razor lorn valleys Soaked with despair Desolate of hope Only sound I heard Were the demons wheedling Like locusts, constant Non-stop Suffocating noise To stop my endeavor to escape Only thing I could see were Glittered webs of emotions Spun anew each day A display of my own salty dew drops For the waning resonance of his energy My son Solidified the final good-bye That is the truth So I lied

Reviewed by Susanne Leist

Reviewed on July 5, 2019

It's true. No one wants to hear your troubles. They don't want to see grim faces. Happy faces is what they seek. At times, I feel like telling them to look elsewhere for their forever afters.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on July 28, 2015

I'm surprised no one has commented on this very emotional piece. I've been known to comment when someone asked me how I was doing with a negative reply because I didn't want to tell them a lie just to get them off my back.

As I read this, I sensed some great turmoil in your life that brought about writing this poem, perhaps the death of your son. I also sense that he may have been disabled in some way. But I can only surmise and I have often been wrong, because your words are cloaked in mystery.

Ron