What Is Satisfaction?


What is satisfaction and how come I have none?
Why do I have these cravings when life has just begun?

I tell myself to take it slow, to long a little less.
But then I feel the time is up, no time for my progress.

Cause death's ahead, luring behind some corner stone.
He'll be rising my gravestone, but when is unknown.

Will I reach satisfaction before my time is up?
Please give me time enough to finish my last cup!




Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-12-14 at 02:03

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Rik The PoetBay support member heart!
The pressure life puts on us to meet expectations. Maybe all we need to do is just enjoy breathing the fresh air. Another good write .
2006-12-14


Kathy Lockhart
keep living and keep striving; one day you will find it unless of course you are Mick Jaggers.
2006-12-14