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

I sit on the edge of time.

trying to find my mind.

deaf holds my had.I'll help you ease your troubled mind.

As i jump he hold's back the hands of time.

My son it is not your time.

For the hands stopped so say I.

I seen you back my son for one last try.

I sit on the edge of time.

trying to find my mind.

deaf holds my had.I'll help you ease your troubled mind.

My mind is at ease thanks to father time