Without words, where would I be? Writing is my everything.

Friday, March 4, 2011

The Struggle

This is a new one. I was driving a friend home one night and this just kind of poured out of my mouth. Feels good to get back to writing...



The Struggle

Stuttering over my words
Trying to find what really mattered
Struggle
With the times that bring pain
I feel I’ve gone insane
Like a train wreck
My life falls to pieces
My heart ceases
To beat
You have to realize
There was no deceit
Believe me please
 

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Art may be dead, but I'm still an artist.

Art may be dead, but I'm still an artist.