Susan Dwinchick Poet Ballad

Endless Maze 2-13-05

I’m sitting here on my bed
                                        With so much on my mind
                                        So little I can understand
                                        through the cluttered words and the shattered dreams.
                                        I feel although I’m in an endless maze.
                                       My head is spinning.
                                       The tears fall down on my confused face
                                        and all I can do.

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James Burns June 28, 2010 at 7:47 AM Nice Write!!! The rhyme and meter were well thought out and ultimately quite soothing as the poem unfolded. Keep the good work coming. Scott...