All those words, all those lines. Written for me by those higher in status. I dream of the Lights But wake up fearful as if they were a Nightmare.
By Devin James2 years ago in Poets
Mr. Fixit He flew beyond those city lights, Torn about leaving. Torn about staying. And yet He flew away. He felt out of place for reasons unknown.
22… Days left to Survive this 23… Lived a Hell of a Life If I make it to 24… Who will I be? Will I be Me? Will I be Him???
Through these Trees, I see the sun go Down. As the darkness comes forth, I fall to my Knees; As they come from the trees, I try to quickly throw up a guard.
By Devin James5 years ago in Poets