So I put my daily thoughts into this Rhapsody.
Deliver my feeling of appreciation.
Thanks for always. Thanks, for real.
You changed the world around me which helped me in my situation.
No matter where you are,
I'm grateful for your presence.
I know it's quite hard to believe,
But you've put a stop to my foreboding evanescence.
No longer being consumed by secret words,
Or pierced alive by the unruly and the absurd.
No longer being affected by people who holed me up,
Or react to instances that choked me down.
Crowds of comer and goers swell but I'm fine.
I'm not alone, people like you hold me away from dire frowns.
I put my daily thoughts into this Rhapsody.
Deliver my feeling of appreciation.
Thanks for always. Thanks, for real.
You've made everything crystal and incredibly surreal.
YOU ARE READING
Reflections of the Son 2008: Phantom Reality
PoetryThis is YEAR ONE of my collection of poetry made from ranging moods, styles & motifs; each telling a perspective on life, as I, the author, see it. A piece written every week in the year of 2008; totaling at 60 devious deviations with 1 bonus poem m...
