Tangled Up In Grey Poem by Adam Holmes

Like a rich man wearing rags
I’m reminded, once wont always be

Like a stump among trees
Shadows hide my shortcomings

Like a flower among thorns
Shelter stunts my growth

Like a poet without a pen
My words are worth nothing

Like a book without letters
My stories go unspoken

Like a martyr with no cause
I’ve forgotten what was right

Like a ship with no compass
I’ve wandered far off course

Like a deaf man in darkness
I’m lost in my own translation