Tomorrow never comes for the expired
It was all a dream......
a wish unfulfilled and forever lost
To time's unending
Cadence of weathering upon the living
I grew tired but never conceded
I was battered!
But never yielded!
Dreams are for the living and
I am still, very much alive.......
YOU ARE READING
BURDEN OF WORDS
PoetryThe effects of long term writers block can cause the mind to come up with some crazy thoughts.
