I’ve broken at the bottom of a bleak pit
And spoken too much now for your aid
The ultimate test of endurance and grit
Redemption’s debt has just been paid
But I didn’t start this to end up here
And before you hear me recommit
My journey has brought me a fear
That’s as consistent as Halley’s comet
It circles me in the freezing rain
It knocks at my door from inside
It’s aroma has left a dark stain
It knows I have nowhere to hide
So throw at me, oh, what you may
I promise I will live today
Despite what they may all say
I promise you I’ll see today
I promise
9/8/21
My Room
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Author:
Tom Wood (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 10th, 2022 22:06
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Comments2
Good write Tom.
brave, fighting words
and I appreciate your end rhyme flow
thanks for sharing, dear poet
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