PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I talk to creation everyday
I Ask the questions of life
I really don't see the answer
But I know the hardness of life
Travels down a winding never ending road
Many have and will travel
I want to stray off the beaten track
And find some haven and
Turn my back on the world
But the world has caught me in its vices
I have convinced myself I am indispensable
A champion of the under-privileged masses
Me the underprivileged twat with an ego
Bigger than my best intentions
I walk with my false sense of bravado
The valley of death ever under my feet
Through the fear of small inadequacies
blindly bolstering the courage
To walk through fire and stare down demons
For you who believe you need me
When all I am is a product of your
Regrets.