We sat silent And content With eyes Still full of sleep Waiting for the bus The sky was still dark Like it usually is Because school Starts way too early And we listened As the wind Kicked up the leaves Newly crisp and dead From Fall’s bully breath They sounded Like skeletons Dancing On concrete Sidewalks And…
Punk Rock Papa sent me some poetry yesterday. I am sure this one will resonate with everyone! I love getting poetry 🙂 PACING DARK by Briton Underwood I find my mind most at work when it should be shutting down Sleep. You need it It doesn’t listen. In fact, it never listens As I race…
Written by Daydreamdaisies and Hastywords I walk the halls of endless nights Looking for the perfect escape Conversations shouting at me Scattered behind each door And the words, pawing sniffing Scampering words of past come Knocking down my soul, they ask Why would we let you pass? A cacophony of accusations Scratching clawing behind the…
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