AN ALL NIGHTER
IN HELL...
THOUGHTS OF
SUICIDE
RUMBLE
THROUGH MY
HEAD...
POTENT
MEMORIES
LIKE A BLACK
WIDOW SPIDER
CRAWL FROM
THE CORNERS
OF MY MIND...
THIS PLACE...
THIS TIME...
SMELLS LIKE
DYING LILIES
HUMPED UP
AGAINST THE
WALL OF
NEVER MIND...
THE EXCUSES OF
LOVED ONES
TOO BUSY
STACKING
TOOTHPICKS
TO REACH OUT
WITH A
GENTLE WORD...
SELFISH LIPS
PURSED IN
SILENCE...
EYES THAT STARE
THROUGH MY
GLASS FACE...
ANNOYED BY
MY TEDIOUS
NEED FOR LOVE...
Bobby Jameson Nov 24, 2010
