I Am Losing My Grip Poem by Bradley Lester

I Am Losing My Grip



I am losing my grip each mail I read
Each mail a door that closes with greed
Of self importance and look me down
of I dont care I see you drown

It's sad that things turn out this way
of pure self want and push away
The why I ask will never be told
This day and more my heart be bold

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Bradley Lester

Bradley Lester

Western Cape, Cape Town
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