Selfish Flock Lamb

about reaching adulthood and what a struggle it is

Trenches and chasms of life's slim chances

sing me a funeral for my spirit is lost

all of those years I've grown these branches

and now I watch them layer with frost

Evenings of doubt and mornings of confidence

This coming of age has not changed who I am

I am just another of the populace

Of a flock, I am a single lamb

If I wanted pity I'd take it shamelessly

My penance for selfishness has made me numb

Instead I remain behind my wall, seeded

Lacking the strength to see what I've become

I guess you win another soul

My weary body cannot step

I've fallen into a bottomless hole

Staring down at me is life's Shepp

Reviews

[Poetry Road]

"Of a flock, I am a single lamb" - so simple yet so effusive. Love, love, love it.

[Poetry Road]

I love this! So sweet and so tender - there is something very feminine and gentle in the tone. You surrender too soon to your own guilt.