OK, so I have a poem to share with you all this week. It's not really based off of anything, just what I was thinking at the time I wrote it, and how I can't go to sleep until like two in the morning. I know, it's deep and weird, and untitled...
long dark roads at night
the light always seems so bright
i can't close my eyes
surrounded by these untold lies
engine running fast and hot
warm to the hand, cold for a shot
night I can never sleep
not even trying to count sheep
desert and sand, wind and rain
heartache is too much pain
too much to handle, not even try
no matter how much they pry
with beady eyes and pursed lips
it's like waiting for sunken ships
these are the ones to call you out
make you so mad, all you can do is pout
laugh out loud and make a show
have your productions, and dry jokes that are so low
no humor, no fun
the fakes don't know how to pun
it keeps raining, cold and wet
Mother Nature don't stop, doesn't let
long dark road
that I once showed
not anymore
for it buried me up to my core
shelby...
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