Defeatist by Richard Trotter My hope has expired but I have no receipt for a heart thats tired and struggling to compete. Life is like a postcard of all I have not got The edges black and charred my joy is out of shot. Take my resignation I cannot guide my fleet towards the next station I am forced to retreat. 10/26/2006 Posted on 10/26/2006 Copyright © 2025 Richard Trotter Return to the Previous Page     pathetic.org FAQ Members Poetry Center Login Signup   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)