Wandering the streets alone
braced against the colds
a dusty worn out overcoat
mismatched shoes with matching holes
Sunken eyes and sagging cheeks
skin all weathered, failing sight
He meanders through the cobbled streets
seeking warmth to last the night
His story all too common
one more forgotten son
who fell right through the cracks
once his duty had been done
The nightmares that he couldn’t shake
that wouldn’t let him sleep
mix with memories of the friends he lost
call forth tears he cannot weep
The proud young man once strong and brave
is now a shadow in his past
just while awake his demons hide
but his peace will never last
Oct 30, 2010
Oct 30, 2010 at 10:04 AM UTC
Wandering the streets alone
braced against the colds
a dusty worn out overcoat
mismatched shoes with matching holes
Sunken eyes and sagging cheeks
skin all weathered, failing sight
He meanders through the cobbled streets
seeking warmth to last the night
His story all too common
one more forgotten son
who fell right through the cracks
once his duty had been done
The nightmares that he couldn’t shake
that wouldn’t let him sleep
mix with memories of the friends he lost
call forth tears he cannot weep
The proud young man once strong and brave
is now a shadow in his past
just while awake his demons hide
but his peace will never last
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