I think I am in love with apathy and sighs.
I don't feel well when I look into
my own eyes.
What comes next?
After all this scripted non-sense.
The art is gone...
I'll sit on the ******* fence.
And when they come for me,
demanding things I cannot see.
I'll feel the shame I lack,
and keep looking
for the track
that I can't
stay
on.
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 9:20 AM UTC
Life is not daunting, callous or done
Not something to be overcome
Life is to be had...
Dangerous, Comfortable, Happy or Sad.
He knew that.
A rare kind of person.
He tore through life
Every inch, every opportunity taken.
Life was wonderful,
sometimes woeful ,
But it was all Had!
He filled those around him
with the urge
to
do
Something!
He left a mark and a gap
many fail to leave
despite more years had.
He knew that.
Aug 29, 2018
Aug 29, 2018 at 6:30 AM UTC