I Throw Everything Out
I live on a warpath of total destruct,
A ruinous track to nowhere,
Leaving me here, in a complete devastate,
Leaving me full of despair.
See, I throw out my life, I throw it away,
Leaving just a cup that is brown,
Leaving me free with my thoughts to remember,
My memories for me to put down,
From my mind on display, in a room that is blank,
Each flashback is now in full sight,
And I can relish all that I’ve ever done,
I can unwrap and reflect and then write,
Poems and verse, quatrains with a line,
About a woman who posed for my art,
And when my thoughts have all dried in ink,
All I’ll have is a slow beating heart.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2017
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