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father
why do you hurt me
you say you will be there
than you leave
in and out of jail
you come and go outta my life
you break me down
i cry and plead
daddy please don't go
stay for a little while
let me have hope
instead you pick up the pills
and pop them inside your mouth
you pass out
than wake up
and start all over again
this never ending cycle
i cant take much more
They call me a fighter,
But...


I'm tired of fighting.
 Apr 2018 Valerie Zewald
Cristina
when was the last time
you glanced in my heart?
 Apr 2018 Valerie Zewald
Traveler
I read a stack of psychology books
When my mind went off the tracks
Now I’m but a therapist
With a knapsack on my back

I’ve gone my way a wandering
Through the depths of misery
I come from Babylonia
With a Bible Belt
Whipping me

Borne of milk and honey
The hungry heart is doomed
Ate my cake and ice cream
Everything I could consume

Now I’m old and thirsty
Setting at this ***** bar
Looking for a meaning
Of life as yet so far
....
Traveler Tim
Trust is a golden key to one’s heart
It is so strong yet easily shattered,
It is so pure yet easily blemished,
It is as strong as the howling of the wind,
It is truly, the craving that everyone seeks.
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