Looking back at the madness of life
It fills me with sorrow, brings little delight.
As I gaze at the far flung past
Seeing the choices I’ve made, the ripples they cast.
So many close ties shattered
So many bruises, abused and battered
Did any of it even matters?
I see how far I’ve come, and how much more there is to do.
Yet I’ve lost my soul, my muse.
Perhaps I was wrong.. Can I finish without you?
Looking Back
About Me
A Simple man who dreams of being an Author one day. A lover of poems and stories of all types. A dreamer and a tale weaver in my spare time. What little I have as a father of three. Come sit by the fire, and let me spin my tales, let me speak my rhymes, and show you, a quite good time.
RedRavenPoems 
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