February 2020

Whether it rains, Whether it shines, Whether you get lost, Or maybe meet life’s thrust, Please, Find your way there by two. Atleast by two

I used to live in an old parked taxi Next to the big black tanks that kept rubbish, Those that I ate from And picked

A rose and a chocolate bar is not an apology, it’s not an apology for years of abuse and violence. It’s not an apology for

Let’s dance in the rain As twinges flow down the drain Thrill filled in our veins Ignorant of what tomorrow might bring Winter or spring

Hesitant, in my mind there’s a war, My poor mind get’s picked as the arena, Some Thoughts threaten to breaks my walls, Should i fall?