I am good person who
was once fun
& not so damn scared
I want to shout it from a platform
but I wobble & waffle words
when answering questions
that call for lengthy answers,
double-fisted words
or explanations of why-why-why
my friend-making thingy is gone,
scared away by disease,
bad luck & worse choices
maybe it’s like the bicycle
[which I can no longer ride]
or even that leap of faith
I haven’t the heart to take
& some day I’ll find brave
& remember how
so I wait
please share your comments & critiques
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second stanza... poetry
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