Sunday, April 3, 2011

Drained

Brain, dead.
Mind, numb.
Conscious corrupt.
Dejection abundant.
Lonesome hour,
Plagued despair.
Heart, keep faith.
Faith, keep trust.


2 comments:

Promising Poets Parking Lot said...

profound,
love the sound of your words.


join poets rally today, blessings.

$unshine of the Moon said...

Wow!!! U seem to get life down pat.