MAZE
I walk through the wilds
of childhood past
lost in the longing
nailed to the years by gravity,
stunned by my own existence
left to my journey of one.
Jul 10, 2013
MAZE
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Joe
There you go again, putting yourself into a downward spiral now it's called a maze, put the last two things together and add ing and that's what is around you
"Amazing" life and many things that you can write of and teach the young ones, you have so much to do in just the writing side..
Yep I is telling you off lol. You take care of you as you are unique and can teach many things, Yours Ian.T
depressed--bad, chemical. but
depressed--bad, chemical. but poetry is good. lol
Joe
Just a quick reply..
You are never alone within yourself and for future journeys, there are many that walk with you in the now and those that hold out their hands for when you touch them, Yours Ian.T