Friday, March 25, 2016


Will there be a time
I can remember and 
Not bleed
Will I ever just
Forget it hurts
Will I be able to put
One foot in front of
The other 
Without the bed of coals
The scarf says yes
The bullet says yes
The razor says yes
The fumes say yes 
The bottle says yes
The pills say yes
My soul finally listens to them and
Whispers back 

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