Footprints On Sand
Time passing along, memories of days grand
However hard I try to grip, it sieves through my hand
Through crevices between my fingers that once formed a fist
What exists today is bitter sadness; my life's gist
Once upon a time I was blessed, with tears more of joy than pain
When life was blissful and normal, I had happiness to gain
Now all that's left is a shell, with thoughts of seasons gone by
My loved ones have turned their back on me, and all I can do is cry
Where did I go wrong, did I love too much
Did I expect beyond reason, pressurize and such
Or was I stupid to believe, that good beckons good
And trusted everyone around, while they dug the ground on which I stood
It is now the dusk of my life, and the skies turn red
I try to see goodness in my world, before I am dead
But what I see are remnants of a broken relationship's band
And I slowly fade away, like footprints on sand
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.
