Doing dirt to get by,
Praying to stay alive,
Barely is how I mostly survive,
I was on a good road then I lost my ride,
Hope is hard to find,
Life can be one big grind,
Look at all the warning signs,
I pray I still have time,
The world is a beautiful ugly place,
I think the answer to my deepest questions are right in front of my face,
I want to walk through life not race,
This world can be a cold place.
It really can. Hugs to you ❤ ❤ ❤
Good finale for a good poem. The world can be such a cold place.
Thank you