Time.....

Walking down the steps of time.
Pondering my existence, wondering why.
I saw an image of my life.
A frame of time that once was mine.

I was young a happy soul.
Then came death and I grew old.
Sadden by this frame of time.
I took another step and cried.

And with each step that I then took.
Lead me closer to this book.
A book of stories, tales of hate.
Ones my past helped create.

Yet step by step I still stand.
Waiting for death to take this man.
But I'll still walk I never stop.
Till I die or time gives up............... Codelockbox....


R.I.P My Father Raymon and My Mother Annabelle

it is called the game of life.......nobody wins...........

wow thats sad...good but sad

Love the poem

nice words

awesome!!!!!

Thanks everyone who took the time to read my poem.

Awesome but sad one must never let the past make ones heart cold. Yes I have been there and death took both of my parents one when I was only a baby. But.... they are have never left you as long as you carry them within your heart. Good write and welcome to the site.

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh welcome to the family,,, Sad yet i so enjoyed the read

This is really
good, and I can
kindly relate..
very nice word-
usage..

-Lozer <3