Soul Requiem


A busy life strikes again, as does inspiration for my poems…

This was written when I was worried what a life beyond high school would be like…you know me, neurotic and all…


I have a problem

It’s called a fear

Its freedom-lusting jaws

It would always tear

At my heart

At a soul that bears no pain

I condone all life’s every trial, terror, demon

All in vain

But is it just me?

Just desire for strength

To stomach these grievances

Life flings at me

I want to stand again,

Breathe again,

Be free!

Am I too nerve-wracked?

Am I too weak?

To face my immortal sin

And turn the other cheek?

I sing this song of dread

Then ask myself instead:


What will life be like?


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