On Track Poem by Sarah Sisson

Unbelievable and sick am I.
All I do each day is keep this sigh...

...inside my breast and not out to hear.
I wonder what today will be. Mere...

...havoc, withdraw from a number of
things that are self destructive? Lost love...

...or lack of magic in a statement?
No control over the 'way it went'?

This is the beastly nonsense of life.
To make the old look at the youth might...

...inspire those like me to go back
and clean up the mess. Get back on track.

Copyright 01-12-2009 ©® Sarah Sisson