The life we knew we could never live

The life we knew we could never live Is somewhere out there in the wait Asking for another chance It's time to go, walk through the gate There are hobbies waiting to be picked Or asses asking to be kicked A million jaws just to be dropped And bullets out there to be stopped The… Continue reading The life we knew we could never live


Breaking the pattern

The world seems covered with streaks and dots Like zebra stripes and parking spots Getting used to staying within the lines Of living inside, bound and confined Zombies; slaves of ticking clocks Too afraid to think outside the box So calculated each and every step Convoluted like a spiders web What is it about oranges… Continue reading Breaking the pattern