Poetry For Everyday People
Destiny's Whisper
I've knelt now
for a all my life
at the feet of my soul
wondering if
we're both going
six feet under
or just this precious
friend I have seen
everyday in the mirror,
living without a body?
do souls have eyes?
wings?
do souls eat?
love?
drink beer?
get a buzz?
are they
always buzzed?
do they need a buzz?
something does
seem magical
at times within
but it doesn't seem
as if it will ever
save me.
for a all my life
at the feet of my soul
wondering if
we're both going
six feet under
or just this precious
friend I have seen
everyday in the mirror,
living without a body?
do souls have eyes?
wings?
do souls eat?
love?
drink beer?
get a buzz?
are they
always buzzed?
do they need a buzz?
something does
seem magical
at times within
but it doesn't seem
as if it will ever
save me.
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Destiny`s Whisper
Destiny`s Whisper
