Words about nothingWritten by no oneNo one will readPhotos of nothingTaken by no oneNo one will seeMusic for nothingComposed by no oneNo one will hear..
There must be something I can do tonight The air is heavy as I drink and Breathe Memories crawlLike snakes through my bones Moving On my own Singing ..
My answer to the poem "Playing With Children" by ... I know he's probably an alienated teenager trying to be a bad a*s but some things I can't let sli..