Promised land

When I first kissed your lips
You sent me straight to heaven
Now i’ve fallen; strayed back down
Not so very different
To what I thought I’d see up top
Same old me inside
I was shocked; still thanks a lot
This treasure chest is mine

I’ve told you once
I’ve told you twice
I’ve found my peace of mind
It’s the thousand other tiny pieces
That cut me up inside
I wish I could be light of heart
Maybe even peter pan
Then at least i’d fly away
To find my promised land

Free verse

Gretl Feeson's picture

Just some social trash spouting out vague nonsense which somewhat adheres to poetry in structure and content.

Last updated December 15, 2015