Blindsided

Foolish and on the run...

Racing down the highway

Still too many miles to go

You're not the one who's crazy

They're the ones who will never know

Hands tied behind your back

Words and actions back to haunt you

Hazy thoughts and twisted facts

You did nothing but they caught you

Angel face with a smile

Can always make a fool of you

Looks like you were blindsided

Who can we trust our futures to?

Author's Note

Thanks for stopping by and reading!

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

we can trust ourselves to the words...they will always remain loyal to us...even when others look at us as fools...

[Mark D]

You did nothing but they caught you. Really like that line

[dan]

Athena, You sent me a friend request and when someone does I visit their page to review a piece first. Running from something may be a common theme in poetry but is always a rich stream to fish. The imagery you use had me feeling as if something was gaining on ME. Your well-thought use of imagery sets this piece apart and makes it sing. I'll gladly accept your FR, but please do me a favor. If there is something you'd like me to review please send read requests. I have trouble at times keeping up with reviewing obligations of my friends' work. Nice to meet you, friend. take care...dan

[Athena Marie]

Thanks for the return and for taking the time to read and review my poem. I certainly appreciate the feedback!

[SAYED THANGAL]

I think it is about the life itself, good poem.
I also wrote a poem like this " the call". Read it if you get time.
syed

[Athena Marie]

Thanks for your feedback - I will take a look!

[SAYED THANGAL]

Most welcome dear