Where Am I?
Feeling completely lost in the shuffle.
Day by day, time slipping away.
I only have a few moments left.
And then they will be gone as well.
Will my moments be tatters sewn haphazardly together?
Will my moments be woven like tapestry?
I cannot see past my own face.
So I look back often to find who I am.
The past is not the future, and I have only now.
What me am I going to be?
posted by Kassi Gilbert @ 1:37 PM
1 Comments:
Very cool form. I liked it alot.
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