Lost Poem by Asha Roberts
Lost
Wondering
trying to decipher your souls code
I strain to see
like ink blots on a paper
it is unreadable
The tourture of mystery
spinning me into pandemonium
I seek sanctuary
My only comfort is knowing
that i know nothing
maybe that will keep me searching
for that glimpse of light
The writing is what makes this wort reading. Though I'm not too sure there is enough here for the reader's interest to be engaged. GW62
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' My only comfort is knowing that i know nothing' - Wonderful!