I've fallen way too many times
Then I'm ever bold enough to enumerate
And I have marched into the blazing fires
Without any misgivings
Yet, I am a simpleton who has the conception
Not to learn from what she's showed
But I'm still going to fill up my glass once more
And have another for the road
I may of prayed once or twice
To the Gods I have no conviction in
Cried out for guidance a few times perhaps
When I felt I needed saving
Made the wrong decisions a many
And to'd when should've fro'd
But my glass is raised once again
To have another for the road
I've been disparaged & manhandled
Lost heart & fallen foul of dishevel love & trust
Yet, somehow not thrown in the towel
I've trailed the misfortunes to many times to count
Ignored all signs & red flags, too
The good riches I'm bestowed
Yet, I'll swallow down each & every last drop
And then take another for the road
It's not about inner strength
It's not about being meticulous
Through the times I go unseen
And when those around me are daunting
It's just that I keep equanimous with the pierces that skewer through
And no matter what life throws at me
I'll take another for the road
- Author: Cassie Hays (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 6th, 2024 06:50
- Category: Unclassified
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