State

Reduced to a shadow of the former self

I now remain here, just a farce

A figment of imagination

Conquests and glories, lie by the wayside

I stand now naked, burnt and exposed

The road now rocky, lonely and dark

Beckons now to me, with thorny open arms

My demons once far behind me

Now, stand with me facing my path

Its time, to reap what I have sowed

Time to walk, where angels fear to tread

Published: Thursday, March 25th, 2010
Filed under: Musings in Verse
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