I never made it across Poem, by Aa Harvey, at My poetic side

I never made it across

There are cracks in the pavement everywhere I walk.

The road goes up and down and up.

I don’t have the strength to continue to talk.

Neither do I have the will to be strong enough.

I am loves survivor, walking alone,

Staring at people that I just don’t know.

They see a man who is down on his luck.

I see my reflection and I don’t want to look.

I didn’t used to be this broken,

But love breaks the heart into a thousand pieces.

I no longer think of words never spoken,

Because all that would cause is misery.

I wander along, wondering about…

No direction, no compass, no hope.

I live alone, with no way out,

Of this Hell I call life…The only life that I know.

Comments +

Poetic Dan July 27th, 2019 03:51
Wow that was powerful and seeing one down on there luck not want to look as a killer of a line in my mind.

You are amazing at being you! No direction or compass, maybe you're right where you need to be?
kevin browne July 27th, 2019 18:05
At any stage of life and whatever the age luck becomes hidden for decades before it finally manages to reach out and touch your heart and bring you back to life. You will win the day even if the pavements are cracking up beneath your feet. Stick to writing poems such as this one can only leac confidence to come out and play.

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