Life's Time
through those days of sin, life was meant to just begin, maybe the time was not right, or we all just ran from fright, now we lay on the corner, like a foreigner in the night, playing the songs of the end, always missing the best friend, in the time of our life, the whole way lost in a strife, we must keep in clear in sight, in this very night, our own soul may ignite, with a life time of understanding, or the diversionary landing, with evilness that has begun, but this time life has won, giving in to the fright, i cruse this very night, with egotistical words of hate, can anyone relate, or is it only life's time, i pray for a feeling of sublime, but i give in with this very line. David Lee Price.
7
0
david_pr
Find out more about david_pr.
Comments
Sign in or sign up to comment on this poem!
Poems by style
Poems by content