To You Poem by Lors Dilouley

To You



I think I find myself
Involvement, growth
Ecstasy of life.
Obstacles obtained
It gets arduous
Tripping, stumbling
Drop myself
No, that's not how it goes
Slipping, falling
Destruction, all is quiet.
Who am I?

I dropped myself somewhere along the way, and now I'm retracing my steps to pick me up again.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deborah Cromer 24 July 2009

Make sure you have a light on. I would hate for you to stumble over yourself. (just joking) I enjoyed your poem and then the ending of it made me crrrrrazy. Sorry. DC

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