Tuesday, December 6, 2011

In need of a break

I've been caught.
Caught in this spiral of life,
This hell hold of society,
I'm stuck.

I'm looking for the numbers
I've lost sight of the petals
The leaves are falling
As my dreams float to their resting place.

Is this why my heart beats?
To just get by and work for tomorrow?
No, I can't believe it,
I need to change.

1 comment:

  1. i love this kiddo. you write good. you put the age old question "why am i here?" into a beautiful poem

    becky cox

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