Sundowner
Slap
Do I
learn from life’s lesson taught to myself?
Try to
remember when emotion drowns out everything else
How
quickly I see the river of regret
How
painful to witness my missteps
The
stillness around me is the prison I made
Whether
deliberate or not it’s real and doesn’t fade
There’s
no door or window but only the sky above
The
effort to climb and clamber out is tough
Done by
my hand or invisible destiny?
Either
way it always seems to be inevitability
The
search for happiness is the most elusive of all possibilities
Raise my
depression with gin to see an illusion of probabilities?
Do I
attack my past and point fingers at my ancestors?
Stare at
the walls which are mirrors of my soul
Eyes that
look far into the distance
Seeing
light and not surrendering is my sole sustenance
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