Poet13's Blog

Good bad or indifferent life is a gift
so there’s no need to fear death.
It is late in the day
and it is time to come to terms.

I don’t look good I don’t feel good
I have not been taking care of myself
I can’t sleep I need rest

There are circles under my eyes
and there are clouds in the sky.
A rain may come to wash me clean
but I shiver when wet.

The mind takes a backseat to the body
The body won’t stop doing what the body wants
Until the body falls asleep at the wheel

If my will takes the wheel in time
I may be saved.
Or I may crash and burn
somewhere near the end of this rugged road.