Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
Why can't life stop?
Why won't it leave me alone?
I guess everything I do, I can't trust myself.
My actions have no meaning,
My word empty,
And when I can't tell up from down
Life throws another curveball.
I'm getting bad again,
From guessing myself
Maybe I should stop
But I can't,
and that's when I'm most vulnerable,
And my monsters come out to play.
Willow Grierson
Written by
Willow Grierson  America
(America)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems