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Faded photographs, Crumpled up in my top drawer. They keep me up at night, Speak volumes of all that we’ve endured. They’ve led us to this moment in time. It all happens so fast; In the blink of an eye, … Continue reading
I’m having one of those days Where nothing’s going my way. No, I’m not OK. But what’s the use anyway? I could tell you I got no sleep last night And I’m anything but fine. But instead I’ll swallow my … Continue reading
I can’t complain; I’ve got it made. I’m lost in the void – not like them other boys; Barely sane. I don’t know what to feel, so I freeze – It’s all concealed behind closed doors; Wrapped in cellophane, I’m … Continue reading
Sam Porter, Midnight gun toter, Roaming around under streetlights. Unsuspecting residents are tucked in for the night. He makes his way into the ell of the building, Keeping sure out of camera’s sight. ‘I know why you came,’ says the … Continue reading
Sleep don’t plague me, Life don’t forsake me. There’s a war in my mind And I’ve got to rise above this.
Nighttime’s bittersweet. Everyone’s got somewhere to be. Anywhere but here, Anyone but me. I’m riding through the waves, Reminiscing memories; I drive fast ‘cus I’d rather die, Than live to say I never tried To sail the seven seas. Shame … Continue reading