Monday, October 17, 2011


Allowing time to pass you by
Growing cold…you never cry
Making excuses up with lies
Nothings important in your eyes

Do you steal because you can?
Taking money from another’s hands
Secretly living a devious plan
To gain by reaping another’s land

The blood of another you have shed
Left in fetal position on the bed
You broke the vows of life they wed
Now left in pieces and left for dead

Tears and sweat upon your face
Practically running but its not a race
Take it slow at a moderate pace
Everything has its time and place

Copyright (C) Angel Campbell

1 comment:

  1. Great poem Angel !! Everything having it's time and place I very much agree with - things happen for a reason - you might not know why at the time - but everything usually pans out the way it should in the end :) Steve