Rust

by Gooberz   Mar 6, 2017


Trying to capture the moments
like fleeting memories
trying to take this on step at a time
letting go of all my mysteries

My hands ache over the keyboard
a by-product of constant work
my spirit is trying to refill
tearing myself away from all this hurt

I'm not writing for you or for myself
I write for my son now so he will understand
how even with chaos of our lives
I've at least attempted to being a better man

Shaking of the rust with each quatrain
it's pain is etched into every word
for those who know me...hahaha
here I am again trying to learn

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  • 3 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    I can honestly say that I related perfectly to this piece.

    Shaking of the rust with each quatrain
    it's pain is etched into every word

    ^

    Excellent.

    All the very best,

    Ben

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