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Dec 2012
I left my house with time to spare or so I had presumed
Until the trail I walked upon began to be exhumed
My eyes grew wide as I observed the things which had been hid
By the very thoughts I used to cover what I did
A rationale so skewed and dark was up against the truth
Internal battle's raging on til one side is consumed
These minutes pass and still I breathe just long enough to see
A future moment looms ahead, it's right in front of me
I'm stepping softly so as not to add to the unrest
That I have been alluding to, inside my empty chest
The wages earned exceeded far the debts I have to pay
For knowledge stored is not enough and nothing can outweigh
A lapse in judgement filled back up, revived and newly made
A wearied mind with nothing left, one nearly gone insane
Literally translated, "human" in Russian is, "eternal mind."
Olga Valerevna
Written by
Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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