Unknown
Feeling down from recent dusk
Darkened nights bring heavy shadows
Anchored soul held down
Splintered limbs held up by strings
Tension all around
Pulls us from all over
Sharp words commence, convince
To cut in desperation
When the chord is cut,
Do u rise, or fall?
~ JD Campbell
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Nightmares of an Insomniac
PoetryA collections of poems for those of us who love, live, cry, and play, even while the world is asleep.
