Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2015
Occasionally,
I feel like a light bulb.
One that has been flickering
for many years.
One that is close to burning out,
yet no one truly cares,
because when I do
I will simply be replaced
by something much brighter
and much better
than I.


(d.d.b)
Delaney
Written by
Delaney
Please log in to view and add comments on poems