Words Misplaced
She wonders if this is her final day
and ponders why things turned out this way
she doesn't know to whom to pray
has misplaced the right words to say.
Forever reliving, rehashing the past
(how much longer can her sanity last?)
she sees the shadow that Time has cast
the end she desires can't come too fast.
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.
