Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Not sought

Life on order, bags are packed.
Time to go, no time for slack.
Freedom just a silly word,
I'm bound to yet a different fate.
My life a thread my feelings naught,
I press on to hated ground not sought.

- Trish 2013

1 comment:

  1. I had no clue when I first read this, now I understand.