First Day

First Day

A Poem by Inked Superman

Not sure what I'm supposed to do,
First morning not thinking of you.
First day since you've been gone,
First day I'm not feeling all alone.
First day able to get up and go,
First day I didn't want to say no.
First day thinking time to move on,
First day my hearts not just stone.
First day there's not a deep sting,
First day I've felt complete nothing.
First time I have began to see,
You were the one weak, not me.
You ran filled with the fright,
I stayed wanting to stand and fight.
Now it's apparent for the first time,
I can see that this is your last time.
Last day you will you kill my gleams,
Last day you will haunt my dreams.

© 2016 Inked Superman


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Added on November 5, 2016
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Inked Superman
Inked Superman

Nacogdoches, TX



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I'm just your basic country boy from the backwoods of East Texas. Ink is how I tell my story whether it's on paper or on my skin. I know I'm not the best writer or anything, or even if they are good. .. more..

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