
Been sittin' on this porch now
till the sun sets against the sky
the hues of my life splash around me
painted before my eyes
A canvas of passion, and sorrow
with layers of a broken spirit
becomes the most beautiful painting
when the end is drifting near it
I've lived through fearful times
cried an ocean of bitter tears
found God when I wasn't looking
now I'm just too tired to care
I've lived for years with the boggy man
always pullin' the covers off me
I learned to stop fighting back
and set my troubled soul free
Now all the colors are beautiful
as the sun slips on a threadbare dare
darkness swirls around me now
but I'm too tired to care
When you're too tired to care
life becomes almost surreal
and the colors blend with a peaceful warmth
that you can almost feel
I lean back and close my eyes
and let the wind blow through my hair
and feel my soul set sail
as I glide into thin air
About the Creator
Robin Edwards
Robin is a veteran, having proudly served in the United States Air Force. She worked as a speech therapist for several years before retiring. She enjoys writing, working on art, and margaritas!


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