WHEN LIFE IS BUT METEFERS

I am between a rock and a hard plase ,

I am between the devil and the deep blue sea,

I am running in eaver decreasing circals,

I am as a chicken , who's lost it's head ,

I find my self painted in to a corner,

I now have no direction , no one to run or turn to,

I am all now out of hope , expectation's ,

I am crushed , wait of life to much to carry,


Ken D Williams ( THE DYSLEXIC POET )

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Written on 2007-05-16 at 22:13

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The image that comes to mind while reading this one is that of someone stuck at the center of a target, crushed and burdened and weary. The hopelessness in it is thick and heavy.
2013-04-20


seda
full of despair-
dont worry ,it will disappear

very well written
hugs ,
Seda
2007-05-17