RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Endless Cycle - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Listening to music, trying to keep my spirits energized,
just writing, feeling a total disappointment in life.
Looking within, not finding anything worthwhile I can do
to help, just continue to write poetry.
Paying my dues yet again in an endless cycle of poverty,
looking forward to my last sunset.
Leaving this exasperating life on earth and be in heaven
where there is only peace and serenity.
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