pathway to the past heart the present
heavy weights clogging my veins making my bones cry out
the fire is gone the wisdom becomes anger now
the holocaust
the night is so dark and cold with barrels of water
washing my bones
the morning comes with the smell of cheese burgers and hope
but that doesn’t last
ugly faces smiling with broken teeth and smooth skulls
they stare at me
the music I hear is off key and too loud
the coffee is tepid and the hard wind gets hot
the riders go past and offer no assistance
a huge black hole eats my soul until colors disappear
sad bones poor old sad bones
Nice verses! 😀
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