Self-Discovery

Every word I read,

I forget one I know.

Every breath I take,

I am forced to let go.

Every footstep I tread,

Destination fades.

Good deeds become sin,

Discovery blockades.
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I'm new to this, so criticism would be greatly appreciated!

 

I like it! Do you want to expand it?

 

Thanks! I was thinking about it, any suggestions?

 

No, man...Other than not to try to force the river to flow, but just notice that it is flowing.

 

While I don't like your sentiment very much this is one of the best written poems I've read on here. Great job!

 

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