Friday, November 17, 2006


to escape all thought
of implied suspition
i have to say
i created this day
every moment
i created this life
but still i questioned
where I went wrong
who is to blame
for this suspended state
of disbelief
the hardest one to forgive
is me
i feel the god grow within me
and i give my life

1 comment:

Pat Paulk said...

Right or wrong we give ourselves life, or not. Excellent poem!!