The Good Life

November 27, 2011
Custom User Avatar
More by this author
Crisp crimson

glimpse of glamourous

Replace, Reappear, Rearrange
Traded in former

Soul sold

higher heights to soar
Rising royalty

oblivious to the change
"Turn around" they plead

the unspoken fear

that its too late
Tumbling towards tradegy

free falling
A change is one choice

never made

efforts fail...
One more night time thrill

Want a good time?
just one more pill...

stuttering, stumbling, staggering
Steps to staying awake


push, pressure

alive again?
Beats now arrested

The end

Join the Discussion

This article has 1 comment. Post your own now!

cloverleaf144 said...
Jan. 11, 2012 at 9:59 pm
I love your poetry. It always takes a lot of imagination and emotion to write a poem, and you do yours well. Keep it up, and definitly keep writing, because you have a major talent.
Site Feedback