Running to six feet

Running to six feet

A Poem by mendedwords

Running but what am I really chasing

Slow comes the change maby I'm just ok pacing

Thoughts as free as easy bars leaving my mind vacant

Everyone trying to their cash right

So that's what I should do right

Maby my left turned left

Greed made a home where dreams left

Lose memory of where I slept

Last night my conscious spoke loud

My actions still quiet as kept

Route broken up

Patch intercepted

God I'm still running,

From self never a past neglected

This is where I live at night

Thoughts on a kitchen table

Ask am I really able.

Am I really able

Unstable, Faith a bit shaken

They love nature and I see money trees

This world is for the taking

Burried six feet deep, eternal sleep

What am I taking and will it save me

When I get there.

© 2014 mendedwords


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Added on January 6, 2014
Last Updated on January 6, 2014
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mendedwords
mendedwords

Vandalia, OH



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I am a recent college grad who has developed a passion for writing over the past few years, my goal is to find out who I am as a writer and to one day have my poetry published. more..

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