Rowdy Yates Poet Rhyme

My Life

MY LIFE
 
     My life is so out of balance tears run from my eyes
 and run like fresh rain from a window pane.
     My life is out of control like a tumbleweed blowin in the wind
 just traveling in any direction I'm not sure of my destination.
     My life I spend running from one hand to the other
 leaving chaos and pain for another trying to figure out 
which heart will love me forever.
     My life, I ask one question? 
When will I stop running and causing so much pain
 my life is like water going down a drain. 
     Lord please, help me pick the right person 
the right heart and help me understand
 how to tell them apart. Just let me have that fresh-start. 

By
   Rowdy 
              Yates

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Charmaine Rampey November 14, 2016 at 6:38 PM Rowdy, you have such a beautiful heart! This poem is so much about my life as well. I know the pain you speak of all to well! <3

Daniel Turner June 25, 2016 at 8:36 AM So much despair and angst. Love always finds a good heart, Rowdy. Love the moniker! Sad write.

Sonia Walker June 25, 2016 at 12:06 AM Rowdy, as I read your poem, I feel as if being lost in a patchwork quilt of uncertainty. There are several patterns all screaming to be heard and recognized for their uniqueness within your quilt of life. Perhaps it is time to start a new quilt, full of hope and determination. An interesting poem. ~ Sonia