Terry dailey


Im bleeding in my shoes leading me to the blues so confused that i allmost fell down.  The decisions i made with precision i laid each foot so well put on the ground.  I stumbled a bit and wanted to sit but humbled i didnt lose breath.  Im beginning to face that by winning this race places me closer to death.  I always get passed i may come in last  the finnish line comes within sight. The others do  come and i shock with no run   just another sin  walks to the light.  Yes my eyes wept they cry on my steps  from the fear it is clear i  will fall.  The miles acheing my feet with a smile fakeing how sweet to pretend to the end that is all.  Wonder why a good man that stood understand has to move just to prove he clearly  has worth?  I could rest from this test confessing im blessed but possesive by the walk here on earth....


  • WriteBeLight

    This reads so well, like lyrics to a song. Wonderful.

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  • P.H.Rose

    It's really very good.
    Got a lovely flow
    To it...

    • Terry dailey

      Thank you. p h rose.... Your comment is apreciated

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