Tania Frilot Poet I do not know?

Product of Myself

I wanna escape but the path is blocked,
I wanna way out but the exit is locked.
I'm a total mess,
And I confess,
I am a product of myself.

I really have no one to blame,
Its all mine, the guilt, the shame.
But what's done is done,
I cannot turn back the hands of time.

Wishing there is something I could do,
Yet, the only way out now is through.
I wish that I could somehow delete, erase,
Press a button and obliterate.

I search and search and cannot find,
No, life has no button marked rewind.
It's non-existence does not help,
I am but a product of myself.

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Skat A May 28, 2016 at 12:29 PM Tania, well penned. Enjoyed reading your thoughts and words today. *SKAT*

Carol Sunshine Brown January 21, 2011 at 11:11 AM The weekend is upon us once again and I hope yours is wonderful and that you might find the inspiration to keep writing your excellent poetry. It was a pleasure to read your poetry this morning Tania. Love, Carol