Me, Myself & Poetry 2

No one ever wants to lay down on a cold brick,Trapped behind bars within an insane asylum fitting all the demons you can think of inside of your own head wondering,Will I ever get out?Even if you do escape for whatever reason,It’s a flashback striking your mind like night terrors in the daytime… “How did... Continue Reading →

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