I am my own prisoner,
A fighting soul trapped in a surrendered mind,
A victim of my life’s own living.
© 1996 RB
Just as the oil-stained canvas and the ink on this paper, feelings pour out and expand like water to vapor.
Just as the oil-stained canvas and the ink on this paper, feelings pour out and expand like water to vapor.
I am my own prisoner,
A fighting soul trapped in a surrendered mind,
A victim of my life’s own living.
© 1996 RB
A Blemish is a Blunder 