This poem reminds me of how life comes full circle. Very nicely done, it follows the rhythm of a circle; jus' like life. Incredible masterpiece, my friend. Thank u.
For every mistake I've ever made,
the price I haven't fully paid.
Every time I slip and I fall,
I find myself against another wall.
To every person who led me astray,
I hope you know you'll get yours one day.
To every person who lent me a hand,
I appreciate all that you did for me, man.
Every day I wake up in fear
that I won't end up having to shed more tears.
Losing myself at a rapid pace
with nowhere to go to hide my face.
Every mistake I've ever made
winds up to catch up to me someday.
This poem reminds me of how life comes full circle. Very nicely done, it follows the rhythm of a circle; jus' like life. Incredible masterpiece, my friend. Thank u.
Sanity doesn't exist, it's just an excuse cooked up by crazy people to justify their actions. My myspace page: www.myspace.com/joemage
I like how at the beginning of the poem the confidence level of it is high about karma. Then at the end the confidence level is like oh it really is like this. Does that make sense?
--//Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained\\--
Yeah, that's kinda what I was shootin' for; I'm glad you could see it that way.
Makes perfect sense to me!I'm a huge believer of Karma. The energy you put forth is the energy you receive; what goes around, comes around. So, I try to speak of karma in a lot of ways. Poetry being one. Thanks for readin'.
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