Penciled Thoughts

Penciled Thoughts

All my Penciled Thoughts
are penned across the page.
Some are calm and placid
some are full of rage.

Each one tells a story
of what might have been.
All do show the people
just the mess I’m in.

If only for this moment
I might find a way.
I’ll try to paint a picture
with all the words I say.

But I seem to stumble
I trip n then fall down.
If I only have this life
I’ll turn it all around.

I think an understanding
is what I try to reach.
To lay the words in a row
But I will not preach.

But they will not listen
to anything I say.
And so this life of emptiness
will surely fade away.

But I’ll keep on trying
to make this plain to you.
So once again I’ll write it down
that’s what I’m going to do.

All the words I’ve written
Tell of this life I’ve bought.
They all tell the story
in this my Penciled Thoughts