A Vice Of Lost ControlA Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA GonzoI dont belive we need to describe what see easily can be read.Dark highways as friends seldom cling to a single word. I cast my worries to the wind as blank pages i no feel the need to fill. The bottle hold's no comfort just a seldon understood peace. Maybe I'll fade tommorow let's start with today.
So why must i stand a shadow in a empty light. Reason has no merrit in madness lets kill the thought tilted towards the celling's soon to be fire.
I am the reminder of ruin dark in design. A loner of others choosing dying inside to exist in flesh.
I cast the bottle towards the streets cluttred sidewalk slice through the bullshit I can no longer breath. Bitter souls warm the vessel can damnation comfort a eternal sense of nothing? I wonder do you view me a stranger once friend seen as clear as tide from shore. I wonder will you question when you see me no more?
When thoughnts are burden memories are records of silent prison cast the needle in the vein's of groove. Burning i see it well blind in the emptyness of it all. © 2012 John Patrick Robbins AKA GonzoReviews
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10 Reviews Added on January 19, 2012 Last Updated on January 19, 2012 AuthorJohn Patrick Robbins AKA Gonzoknotts Island NC, NCAboutWell im a Baroom Poet,Comedian,And full time madman of the net. Ive been a bouncer, bartender,Dj,worked many a construction job,you name I probaly did it but enough with the foreplay amigos .. more..Writing
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