(image credit: Jim Harris)
Darkness Light
Black White
Battle rages on
Fumble through day to day
Feeling like fate’s pawn
In Out
Quiet Shout
World out of control
Little white pill Glass of wine
Losing a piece of one’s soul
Today Tomorrow
Happiness Sorrow
Path fades away
Foliage dense Trees close in
Slip further from light of day
Authentic Act
Fiction Fact
Thoughts swirl through head
A text A Call A message sent
What is being said; What is being said…
Wow! Love this one, Mary!! Second stanza so powerful!
I am grateful for your continued support, Meghan 🙂