Poem - 08 October 2014, 20:55

ABOVE AND BEYOND

This is not... a poor me story
To gain fame and fortune,
Triumph or glory
And if told in full detail
It would only get gory

So as you join me here now
I will retrace my steps
From the shallow end..
I'm not sure of the depth,
We can go into
Without reliving death

But I will take you as far
As I possibly can
All I ask of you...
Is to please hold my hand...
As you....the reader
Will soon understand.

And now that you have full control
Adjusting the depth...
That fills your soul
I shall play the role
As myself.
Easier now that I have my health.

I couldn't tell you
The amount of times
I sat alone by the river
Scribbling down rhymes

Multiply any number
By any amount
And tell me the answer
As I have lost count

Then try and recall each and every event
That would cause you to panic
Then you'll know where I went

And stay in that place
For 30 more years
With no one to talk to
And no one to hear

Well your now getting closer
Yet still no where near
To that evil place
I try not to fear

For in that space
Anything could take place
I remember so much
Yet a lot I've erased

My tears are now extinguished
No burden to bare
No constant anguish
No broken bones
No sobbing moans
Painful memories
Now overthrown.

My spirit is strong
For I knew all along
I would succeed
Up above and beyond.

Carey Milton ©

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