Abandoned by day
Alone at night
Depression stares at a humble sight
Freakish nightmares,
Coffee stained lips,
Eyelids droop,
Red-handed prints,
Grueling sweats,
Frazzled shakes,
Pathetically whipped for money sake
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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2 comments:
That's quite a dark poem, very stark, nicely written.
As a fellow poet, this is very good. Good I could share in it.
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