Chad Lilly

Rookie (Indiana)

Instant Writing #11 - Poem by Chad Lilly

On the edge of a mental abyss
peering into the well of souls
seeing no reflection
staring back.

Lacking optimism
in their lies,
I’m labeled:
or just plain

Having lived longer
than these years,
my tears make oceans
of deserts….
and sane men
of fools.

I am older than my memories.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 17, 2005

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