A Relapse

 

too many times

has my confidence begun

and ended

within these lines

 

too many fears

have rashed my revelations

and rusted

my plans’ gears

 

too many sighs

well up in my eyes

and choke

my cloudy skies

 

and still I grind

I thrash the despair from my skin

I wrench my soul for more passion than befo’

post the placards of

“I”

on every wall

offer a heap of

“who I be”

on every word

‘til a grain of

“me”

could boil the sea

‘til a thought of

“myself”

tattoos all who see

and memories of

“my voice”

                            become soul therapy

Reviews

[Self-esteem]

I read it twice....amd my response was ooooohhhhhh weeeeee!!!!!

[Nathan Strange]

This is neatly written in ryhme, interesting technique and lay out. Simple and thereputic. The only thing I found difficult to follow was the lay out because it forced my eyes to sway and made me feel naucious lol.