Dearest e.e., Does it bother you that you never CAPITALIZED on your success? In poetry, jc

Pink rose petals Wither to ant food As my mind Takes a trip down Memory Lane

Fate comes Wait accompany Words die Hearts beat Time stops Life moves Day strives Night arrives Doors close Eyes open Dreams break Faiths shake Light shines Dark rules All this time we remain fools…

There’s a fire. You rush out of bed and take another layer of rubber off my already bald tires. I wonder what you would do if the tire blows. Probably steal your brothers bike to get there. Fire-fighting hero. Can’t get enough of the rush….

I have ten dollars to my borrowed name stashed within my pocket to spend on food or gas Choices. I’m sleeping in my car tonight but that does not bother me any longer for I know I have something locked away inside my heart to…

The morning doesn’t start without it that warm silky motivator drenched in cream and sugar warm to the touch and pleasing to the core sometimes when you reach the bottom it leaves you wanting more. The smell of it can wake you within a moments…

I should have left already. Paid my final dues to no one and escape this poison pain I know courses through my veins as blood. I cannot escape this in life. Though chains keep me bind to something I do not want do not hold…

Grant me peace. Allow me sleep eternal or another way out of here this dark, this first forest I called home adopted not birthed. my departure will not burn concrete. the embers will burn then fade as always red hot to burn and linger coals…

Tell them what they need to hear Lie to them Tell them you’re not drunk so you can drive away from them and go where you’re wanted. Heh. Want is a word I use sparingly. Disappointment waited for you, boy, you stood her up. Bad…

I sift through the passing times finding broken glass in piles among the sand musing character and what can be done with two hands and hard work build something put it to use make the new from years of abuse physical mental emotional warfare yearning…