Archive | January, 2020


3 Jan

Trapped in life,
But stupporn as a mule.
Kick and scream,
as you sink in quicksand.
Hoping someone will come by.

Comforting words are few.
Except it was probably your fault.
And you are not alone.
You are not the only one.

kick me like a dig.
Tell me its love
Stab me with a knife.
With a smile. Make me feel alive.

You had music coming out of your pockets.
Always dressed sharp as a knife.
Larger than life.
Diabetes type II.