walking blues (Remove filter)
Drift
Drugs,
self sabotage,
black of night
takes all light.
It snows in wonderland.
I lost my way,
drifted amiss.
The ego took control.
Hope floats,
a distant mess,
somehow less,
never more.
Restart,
begin again,
start anew.
In your view,
my sun shines blue.
©JMCole
Thursday 2nd March 2017 4:10 pm
Without Regard
Without Regard
She sashays like she knows something
Like she knows nothing
About how things got this way
Like nothing has anything to do
With everything
She feels objectified by
Life
Which made her this way
And neglected by whoever should have cared
Unsatisfied
Unappreciated
She’s got those walking blues
Like walking pneumonia
Contagious
She spreads ...
Friday 12th October 2012 10:46 pm
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