Till My Blues Fade To Grey

Things will never be the same 
If only I can feel this pain
A solitary face 
Stripped of all its love and grace
For your freight train shows no sign of stalling
As I am thrown to the ground , barely crawling
Timeously evolving into a state of flux
Translated into plain English 
I think life my life sucks
So I take luck as my weapon
If life me should threaten
and pray for the day
My blues fade to grey
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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James Avatar
March 1, 2010 at 2:51 PM
Chris, you are touching souls my friend! I firmly believe luck comes to less developed souls, but the harder life seems the more developed you will be as a person. By you writting this piece, you have touched mine
Brown Avatar
February 15, 2010 at 11:37 AM
Thank you for sharing your poetry with us today Chris. I enjoyed reading it. Love, Carol
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