Blurry Pages

A random thought
And my mind fought
An idea caught
On this paper I wrote

Once upon a time
I heard my mind’s doorbell chime
Words just came to rhyme
Soon I hope it will cost a million dime

It is the life I’ve known
The history of how I have grown
It is the reason why I’m alone
In this poem will be shown

I once stood there
My whole self all bare
Naked without care
Not conscious of her stare

But I started to hear
Words I’ve grown to fear
Its crystal clear
There’s nowhere to disappear

Sadly, my tale has no end
Guilty of rules I chose to bend
Confused of what my life meant
Not knowing how to live life “he” lent

So I continue my journey
In quest for a happy ending story
I packed my bags with worry
Knowing future is blurry

Published by Blues without Clues

I write what I can’t say out loud.

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