Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2017
Is it fear, or is it surprise
When you find yourself staring into mortality's eyes ?
All invincibility has gone
Repercussions to every action
Sheer terror! No, not me! Not yet!
None of my ambitions​ met
I have never had wealth, rubies or pearls​
Never made my mark upon the world
I really don't care about power or money
Just let me get out what's inside of me
It's not that I am scared of death
Just ashamed of what I haven't done yet
When you peer over the edge of the cliff
And find you're looking into the abyss
Do you see your fears dispelled
Or do you find yourself repelled
By your ruined hopes, dreams even your name
A walking Holocaust of shame
" I could have been, I should have done ?"
If you do, your not alone. I too am one.
Ian Lewis Copestick
Written by
Ian Lewis Copestick  45/M/Stoke On Trent
(45/M/Stoke On Trent)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems