A Mess. Poem by Sandra jacks

A Mess.



This mess of a life,
what have I gotten myself into,
like I always do,
and continue,
it's like I'm scared to trust at all,
don't go there,
I wont talk big,
only small,
sail away on my own little boat,
hitch hike to a place,
where no one knows my face,
where no one needs to see me for who I am,
or What I am,
either way....
but not today,
no and not in this way,
but please all I ask is,
just don't stray too far,
too long or too hard,
I may need you some time soon,
who knows though,
Not I and not you.

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