Steve's blog: "poetry & words of my mind"

I sit in the mental wave pool that is my mind,

Trying to bind my time before the  wave of anger come crashing down on those that stand by my side

I drop the "F" word like the "A" bomb.

devastation to the ear's.

It's always the blind man that never here's

I plane problems but never solve.

One plus one is two but I'm always missing you.

I reach for the sky and never the star's cause one day your bound to fall.

I see the world in a spectrum of colors.

I make word's with light-bright cause my own words aren't so bright.

This is the end of my mental conversation before the world see's a demonstration.

                                                                                                               By: Steven Arnold