A Beautiful Mess! Poem by Nina Joseph

As the sun rises
like a new babys' open eyes
The fresh rose smell ever
Eager to reach the top
the ladder is half broken
Feeling alone and lonely
paying the pain it's only
A fresh smell arises
like payment of a dollar bill
When light penetrates and wash the eyes
The courage is gained
the feeling is healthier and alive
Striving to the end
Desperate of the same hell
lived before and after!
Why can't the future be seen?
Answering the unasked questions in never ending story
Travelling unworthy
Hearing the dead but alive
Reading unwritten words
Ooh! What a beautifull mess!