Cracks on the sidewalk can be an introduction into the greatest moments in time-
One can trip an entire year among those cracks-
Never considering the pressure a day can bring-
Now being in the place where addicts roam-
The cracks can sometimes feel like home-
Lost among us are the ones that never grow-
Yet ***** and grime ridden, some cracks are worth more than gold-
If your paying attention you can see the cracks reaching-
Reaching-
For the things of the sun-
Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 12:46 AM UTC
Cracks on the sidewalk can be an introduction into the greatest moments in time-
One can trip an entire year among those cracks-
Never considering the pressure a day can bring-
Now being in the place where addicts roam-
The cracks can sometimes feel like home-
Lost among us are the ones that never grow-
Yet ***** and grime ridden, some cracks are worth more than gold-
If your paying attention you can see the cracks reaching-
Reaching-
For the things of the sun-
i live on a street where drugs and prostitution is a mainstay-being a recovering addict/alcoholic i wrote
this poems for the ones who dream of better days
and the ones who are working to achieve those dreams....
