The Feather and the Rose

a poem I wrote when I was in a bad mood

The Feather and the Rose

Two personalities,
You will see.
But please do not remember a bitter old me.

I want to be remembered
For doing something wonderful
However it can never be
As two personalities you will see

In Limbo I will stand
One minute a grand gesture
The next a Thorn in your side

The thorn is sharp and hurts like hell
Pricking, pricking under the skin
I have no control, no SELF BELIEF
Who can I turn to for RELIEF?