In the Wind

7/27/16 Who am I to kid? Live Don't fib At times I sinned All I did Could not be forgived Near and far from waters with squid And other life having fins A shot straight to the ribs Burnt a bridge Because my heart was colder than a fridge And I was tired of people being glib While out in the fringe Never once touched a syringe Because it is something I forbid Always grew up kind of off the grid Amid A ridge To be truthful I became unhinged And started to daily binge Which didn't help any kin Or my chances of being able to win No you weren't in my skin And have no idea of where I've been As the planet continues to spin I don't know where to really begin Which is why I'll continue to swim And hit the gym Before I slid Back to the crib I followed through on a whim In the wind Then heard the sound of a violin After all it was no longer grim By: Dalton Ogletree