Shackles

Shackles

A Poem by Kismet

I will go down with this ship, I will go down,
One hit or two and your falling towards the ground,
We cant keep doing this, we keep on going 'round and 'round,
The lights are near, I know, they've just got to be found...
You cry with dignity, you just don't make a sound,
You fall into oblivion whenever you are down,
Drop to your knees , repent, upon your dirty mound,
Shackled to your past, you fight not to be bound...

(not complete yet...)


© 2014 Kismet


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

70 Views
Added on December 19, 2014
Last Updated on December 19, 2014

Author

Kismet
Kismet

NY



About
Just trying to drop my ego, allow change and transmutation, waiting my transformation and working through it and I'm healing in the process. I love to fire dance, any kind of dance, music, writing, sp.. more..

Writing
Stripper Stripper

A Poem by Kismet