Begged, Stolen and Borrowed
I don't havea clue where I'll be tomorrow,
Feel I'm living on time begged, stolen and borrowed.
This path I am on as it twists and it turns,
Has me searching for answers,
Yet, finding more questions,
And very hard lessons to learn.
The me that I was, no longer exists,
The world that defined me, no longer is.
Everything's gone, it has all disappeared,
In the blink of an eye, I alone stand here.
Each moment now a cruel facade,
Of a life I knew, of a world that was.
The people, the places all gone away,
And I wish to God I could please buy back yesterday.
So my journey continues as I slowly move on,
Destiny has dealt her fate.
Leaving me broken, and oh, so alone,
In a shattered, confused state.
I don't have a clue where I'll be tomorrow,
Feel I'm living on time begged, stolen and borrowed.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
