Final debtA Poem by Evan M.
It has no end and it has no beginning
It was never silent and yet it never began speaking Conflict rages on in the mind Every day we're told to grind We grind and we grind.... There isn't anything left It's all been whittled away I turn and I sway. Change direction they yell How can I? All of life is a living hell! Oft times I speak of shallow depths and dull meanings... But now I speak of an endless pit The bottom of which I wish to hit After the free fall if I survive.. I can begin to climb Back to the top, or maybe even higher yet To jump and make an endless bet Can I survive? Or will this be my final debt.
© 2018 Evan M.Author's Note
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2 Reviews Added on February 13, 2018 Last Updated on February 13, 2018 AuthorEvan M.TXAboutThere isn't anything about me really. I'm just a regular guy who enjoys the simple things in life. I'll do me and you do you, if we end up crossing paths then its something worth while to me. more..Writing
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