The Edge of a Coin
A lie,
that has been what has separated me
from Life.
Truth,
it is the disgusting fragrance,
I tear.
But when they come together,
like two sides of a coin.
I would choose that tiny path in their middle.
That edge.
What about you?
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
