Dear Sincere
So many turns to take
That will make me carry all my mistakes
The twists in the tales
Have left me with an empty pail
Of all my hopes and dreams
I feel I am ripping at the seams
Ready to burst with fears
And let loose these useless tears
I am being tied down
While wearing this crown
Of nothing it seems
With all these useless schemes
That have no meaning
To my demeaning
I cry with words
That are in these herds
So yet are lost
With the window of frost
That is left unclear
With this dear sincere
Copyright © Rebecca Pike | Year Posted 2011
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