The shadows inside me
Keep trying to guide me
Which way is right
Which way is wrong
~~~
My morals are conflicting
The thought of life is sickening
Yet my heart still beats
With every beath I take, I review my mistakes
~~~
Childhood is misleading
My scares are lightly bleeding
My body cries out for the soul it's lost
Gone but not forgotten
Truly I am rotten
~~~
the clock is ticking
My words are sticking
I'm tired of this game
The end is near, or so I fear
We're meant to play the cards were dealt
A flick of the wrist
The dealer's a cheat
~~~
A flick of the wrist
I cut to the chase
Straight down the highway that is my vein
I'm tired of this game, there is nothing left to gain,
Only pain.
~CKM
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"Wondering Thoughts"
PoetryWelcome to my Playground. ~~~~ "Wondering Thoughts", is a book of poems I've been working on for the past few years, Poems for the lost, loved, broken, and free. Let your mind wonder as these poems fill you with a lost sense of inducement. ~~~~
