LG ( / Cincinnati, Ohio, USA)

There Is No Time For Life

There is no time for joy
The time upon which I stand
becomes a darkened void
The eyes that glance upon me
shall see only what I will
The eyes that see right through me
avoid my dark clouded path
as to save their foolish souls
to leave me to my thoughts
the morbid well in which I drown
the life freely flowing
red into the water
Until the final breath is
lost within the morning mist

User Rating: 5 / 5 ( 0 votes )

Other poems of LYNDA GRAHAM (2)

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.