Frays

Dancing on a common thread
Lost are thoughts while on the edge
A bitter sting
An ego gone
Conscience flooded 
Righting wrongs
Heart overflowing
Purpose no place
Crawling from the bottom 
Emerged no disgrace
The end the beginning 
Life has no plot
Frayed at the end
From lifes twisting knots
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Lindley Avatar
May 30, 2019 at 9:16 PM
Life oft beats one to shreds. Attacks one sleeping in their bed. Creeps it after midnight hours. To exercise its great powers.
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