Michael S. Johnson Poet Prose Poetry

I Lost My Way

I lost my Way

                                        I lost my way through life,
                                        Because I refuse to bend with sacrafice.
                                        Left in a world of doom's pleasure,
                                        I missed the mark of goodly measure.

                                        With bad decisions and a rebellious pride,
                                        I dangerously lived on the other side.
                                        Causing my ruin and depliting good,
                                        From lifes golden hand I was misunderstood.

                                        Now I am living a life of sad lies,
                                        Knowing that I've caused my own demise.
                                        Still their is a place I must see,
                                        That my decisions are a real reality..

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