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Poems

A Poem

Page to page

Is a flip away

From a mistake

But a Poem that scrolls

Becomes a story

Told completely in your control

The phone is a reflection

As time passes on

No matter the struggles

Keep on keepin' on

If you can't see

Then foresight is what you pay


If you can't hear

You are living in fear


If you can't say

Your freedom will fade


In this order

Is how Us

Becomes They



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Hard to Do

Is what she said


Hard to Do

Is what he said


Hard to Do

While we fight the dread


Hard to Do

Caring about a child instead


Hard to Do

Building those walls


Hard to Do

Feeling so small


Hard to Do

Scooping up the cold


Hard to Do

Breaking the mold


Hard to Do

With nothing in between


The harsh winter snow

And the freezing rain of spring


Hard to Do

As we break our backs to pack away


The lives we had

That we just can't escape


There they are again

Like frostbite under our skin


Dictating how we feel everyday

I'm not sure I have anything more to say


Other then here is my hat

Here is my gloves

Here is my heart

And my last drop of love

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Updated: Dec 6, 2023

Whether I do right

Whether I do wrong


Seems like the only peace I get

Is writing a song


Or a poem

Or playing a note

Having a drink

While losing hope


Hasn't helped me on my journey to find

What I would consider peace of mind


I don't have a say

I cause problems everyday

Maybe it's my fault


This is me.

Stepping into the dark

And out of the way


No emotions needed to make it through the day

Just logic paving the way

A human computer seems to be

What they are asking for

So that I can get paid


To make the choice to save

Every last penny

While I waste away


Good by tomorrow

Hello till the end of the day

"I'm doing good"

Is all I have left to say


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