Doors

Doors

A Poem by Inked Superman

Again I took another chance,
Trying to start a new dance.
I don't know what's in store,
What's behind this new door.
No idea if it ends good or bad,
If things will end happy or sad.
Anxiety has me question everything,
Even now I'm feeling it's sting.
So now I sit in my own mind,
Sanity hidden deep for me to find.
See what is in store to come,
Hope not to go back to rum.
Now get through stresses haze,
Going through these next days.
Will this be a new kind of door,
or will this be like the times before.

© 2017 Inked Superman


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Added on March 22, 2017
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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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