It was a sunny bright day yet
I wore a trunk coat filled with holes,
boots that were about to rip off my feet,
and clothes underneath that were caked
with dirt from where we lived
My brazen face of dirt
with a bit of hope and love,
I walked in the grocery store
In all its 5 story glory manned by
Revolving glass doors and smiling attentive people
Only to be greeted with smiles that were wider (than normal)
as their widened eyes revealed
a scared and surprised Soul
fearful of
The Storm of my Past
As if on cue,
the burliest of shadows smacked me to the ground
with a thump like a delivery of a fresh sack of rice
Propping myself up, I was met with cold steel dark rings
that bound my skinny, bony wrists.
NO! NO! NO!
For the 10th of my daughter
A cold sweet treat
The last of its kind
in exchange for every possession in my being
What else is there I could ask for?
"Education has failed me, I've been locked up for a decade, my daughter hasn't spoken to me, I have asked for nothing but have received everything. Simplicity was all I wanted." -Diary of the Mistaken Man"
Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 1:29 AM UTC
It was a sunny bright day yet
I wore a trunk coat filled with holes,
boots that were about to rip off my feet,
and clothes underneath that were caked
with dirt from where we lived
My brazen face of dirt
with a bit of hope and love,
I walked in the grocery store
In all its 5 story glory manned by
Revolving glass doors and smiling attentive people
Only to be greeted with smiles that were wider (than normal)
as their widened eyes revealed
a scared and surprised Soul
fearful of
The Storm of my Past
As if on cue,
the burliest of shadows smacked me to the ground
with a thump like a delivery of a fresh sack of rice
Propping myself up, I was met with cold steel dark rings
that bound my skinny, bony wrists.
NO! NO! NO!
For the 10th of my daughter
A cold sweet treat
The last of its kind
in exchange for every possession in my being
What else is there I could ask for?
"Education has failed me, I've been locked up for a decade, my daughter hasn't spoken to me, I have asked for nothing but have received everything. Simplicity was all I wanted." -Diary of the Mistaken Man"
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