The Thief

A Poem by Truth the Liar

Poem I wrote while looking at nothing and trying to sleep.

The Thief

I Am staring at the thief who stole my dreams
Snatched my goals and ripped my wishes
The thief that broke my ego
Darkened my vision
And distorted my perspectives
The thief that last night
Stoled a Dance with my soul
One dance
And disappeared into the night
Of my mind
This thief is cold
Like the last dirty ice cube in the freezer
Shoes walking on ice, slick
No beard, yet wise
Perfectly healthy yet completely sick
I have been staring at this thief
Thinking all this time I was the thief
Yet i am not this thief, or am I?

© 2010 Truth the Liar

Author's Note

Poem I wrote while looking at nothing and trying to sleep.

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Truth the Liar

Bronx, NY

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