Locked up extreme inside, locked out he said good-bye. Gather your clothes. I'll give you time I suppose. He looks at her- hate fills his eyes. Why though? She cries. A menacing stare, a final glare. You're not good enough for me, his heart screams. Out the door she carries her things. Never to return … Continue reading Smashed!
Whatever is a girl to think when groping and fondling these words...a private act that keeps me from being desperately bored. But, you're looking at my hands-the perverts, playing like I'm a poet. They search out what can't be seen and hide out in the trees, just waiting calmly for an opportunity-then, sees it and … Continue reading Desperate
For those who take refuge in drink What solace do you seek? A sort of comfort no man can give An appeal for peace as sure as I live. As day wanes and a burning sun sets- Do you have a choice the spirit you gets? Surely as night goes on You stagger, cuss, and … Continue reading Insanity