Walking the Edge of Me














Acquitted by my harsh judgmental mind,
on technical grounds I escape my own changes,
my legal team at odds with self,
and I facing the aftermath of each misguided affray.

Who is worse I ask, my critical mind,
or perhaps the heart that seems to know too much,
the soul in denial of thoughts corrupt,
and me in the middle of me, on the bench and making pleas.

The world will just have to stand in line,
for I have far too much to question,
before the world gets my committal papers signed,
and who will feed the cat?

Forever walking the edge of me,
so not to fall into that void, that dark question I often bleed,
caught between a rock and a hard place,
living on borrowed time and someone else’s grace.

My clarity of mind is often confusion,
and my confusion as clear as crystal glass,
for I contend with me so often,
I forget who’s in change and whose foot is in whose ass.

Tony DeLorger
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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

2 thoughts on “Walking the Edge of Me

  • May 4, 2016 at 7:54 AM

    Glad you related Phyllis, I guess we are all much the same, thoughts spinning around in our heads. Glad you enjoyed. Take care

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