The page of life
Needs turned
Sometimes I think
The entire book needs burned
Marred by stains of every sort
Making this life bleed with distort
A novel
An epic
A tale
A story
A mound of words
Used to explore me
Chapter by chapter
Logging each secret
The ups and downs
Triumphs and regret
At times I repeat it
Waiting for the reaper
To come here
And reap it
I'm at some sort of intersection
Offended somehow my own reflection
An autobiography
Of a sorted life
An autobiography
Of a sorta me
Faith Frank. 2013
5 comments:
Your line are crazy. Love it, love it, love it!!!!
Thank you, Im so glad you like it. Thanks for reading!
Sadly shared poem. Your words will lift you Faith Frank-bowman! Keep writing! Oh I got a notification but not the email from you! Glad I checked it! :o)
Thank you, very much!!!! I'm glad you checked it also : )
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