EulogyA Poem by Bane
What could lead a wretch like me to see
Not a song that old folks sing This amazing grace This downward race The rocks at the bottom welcome me Pierce my flesh and set me free Is this where I belong A pit A cave Just a number amongst the throngs I am lost but never found I was blind and still can't see Is this grace or blood That washes me Is it truth The mud of life I can't recoup from this strife Most people have to "hit" rock bottom I climbed down to be forgotten A faceless soul in a soulless place Remember what you want of me Hopefully only happy things Your thoughts are yours to make Please don't remember all my mistakes I tried to always be good And always do the things I should But failure is my true ally And I will carry that until I die © 2013 Bane |
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Added on March 10, 2013 Last Updated on March 10, 2013 AuthorBaneJacksonville, FLAboutI used to write a lot in high school, short stories, poems, etc, and fell out of it for a number of years. Recently started writing poetry again and I'm looking for opinions on my new work. more..Writing
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