JunkyardA Poem by ThisismythearpyJust about how I throw stuff out at the junkyard as a result of my depression.Go to the junkyard To throw away broken pieces of my life Old hopes and dreams Thrown in the heaps Broken promises Shattered plans I stand here as an empty man Life has taken a turn My hands not on the wheel Someone else’s foot on the gas pedal This is how life feels Life is a highway But I can’t drive it my way © 2017 Thisismythearpy |
StatsAuthorThisismythearpyKingston, TNAboutHello, my name is Chris. I just post the stuff I wrote in my notebook when I ran away home a little while ago when trying to run away from depression, ptsd, and what all caused it all. I'm dead inside.. more..Writing
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