Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2018
On this climb up from broke
I hope I don't slip and choke

There's no escaping this noose
I found the golden goose

I think the greed has changed me
Haven't recognized myself lately

See, I sacrificed love for money
But paper don't taste like honey

So I sit here numbing my mind
Forgetting all I left behind
Nothing can touch me now
I rule the world- so bow
Written by
Mya  26/F/Wherever Souls Wander
(26/F/Wherever Souls Wander)   
164
     Grace and Neuvalence
Please log in to view and add comments on poems