undecided

 

In this life, the great game

time rolls on

Ever changing never the same

Everyone lies starting little fires

Some feed the flame

Straining for their desires

The rest feel the pain

As their time expires

Looking back on life as a whole

At all the choices that stained the soul

One question held inside

Did I truly live? Or fail as I tried?

Reviews

[Eryn ♪]

The emotions you have infused in this make this piece beautiful. It is something to make you think. Something I wonder from day to day. There is no rough drafts in poetry to edit it is to edit the soul. Leave it how it is.

[Helpless]

so many choices in life... good expression