SEE FROM YOUR KNEE

My spirit on the lanes low
In particular, with nowhere to go,
To and fro, I can't explain
That's what causes me pain.

Things fall apart too fast.
My heart respond not to haste

My life is in a continuous spin.
Struggling to force you out of in

My pen keeps on crying.
The inks running low
My hands numb and dying
Tired of the business of scribbling

My soul staggering to make
My body still from the constant shake.
My entire life aches

To death shall I make my way?
Shall hades make my eternity gay?
My mother says I go by knees.
Only he who goes by knees sees.

I will give it a chance
Afterall who gave hasn't taken


© Demetrius White ✍

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