No Time Left
when exactly was it
you admitted
your life wasn't going to turn out
like you thought it would?
never again could you look at yourself in the mirror
and see yourself
all the adjustment in the world
couldn't banish the fact
that it didn't turn out
and there was
no
time
left
for
another
go at it.
Copyright © Veronica Joseph | Year Posted 2009
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment