Closure

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I don't know what to say any more

You are still on that old worn board game

Round and round you go

I was watching.  I was playing.  I am walking away.

 

I don't know much of anything lately.

I know you created a hole in the spirit.

I don't fill it with alcohol like I use to.

I was drinking.  I was sick.  Now I am healed.

 

I wish I knew more about son.

I wish I knew what kind of man he is becoming.

Long tears, break free, racing from edge to jaw line.

I was emotionless.  I was non-human.  I am a man now.

 

Round and round you go.

Make the board thin in places.

Same shitty storey, but now I ended my chapter in your life.

I started a new chapter of my own.  You are nothing but a fading memoir...

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allets's picture

An Epic Sized Life

I enjoyed the fullness of this write, the progression of growth of the human, body and spirit. Bravo! It is a life lesson many refuse to embrace. Nice writing ~slc~
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thank you

Lessons of live are not always easy and some give up before anything starts.

I have another poem.  It says we are and nothing finalizes it like shredding all the papee memoirs.  *laughs*

Again, thank you.

Wulfman


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I am an artist of words as well as paints.