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...
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.