A Ghost Who Drifts Among The World Poem by Noah Body

A Ghost Who Drifts Among The World

Rating: 5.0


A ghost who drifts among the world
Control inside an iron fist is curled
Stressed and cracked and now eroding
Endless struggle to prevent imploding
In silence screaming to all and none
Lost and wandering until life is done
Not one other permitted ever to see
There's nothing left, there is no me

Friday, February 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lyn Paul 13 February 2015

Such an incredible write expressing suffering Tony. Can feel the pain.

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