few days of the year
remember tomorrow as one
just want to behead the thought
before it happens
as it occurs revisit
and end it my way
better off a moment of silence
grateful that I survived
that dark chapter
cold hard stare tattooed in the brain
still miss the kids involved
close to grown up now
closer than the old bag
tied to maybe a little longer
maybe not some days will bring
a smile from a fond memory
not tomorrow instead fight off
the horrid thought
and behead that thought
twice before sunrise...
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