Dots Poem by Roger Harrison

Dots



Flashing dots of dried pain

Cutting slices until I am all drained

In the end it never does seem to end

Bombarded Bi thoughts that I can't defend

A rudderless ship stuck in dry sand

Ashen ghost floating as long as it can

Dots and spots fade away in the wind

As into death I slowly start to blend

Saturday, February 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: depression,sad
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