all i do is write poetry about how i either grew wild or suffocated

all i do is write poetry about how i either grew wild or suffocated

A Poem by Richard

why're we talking

if all it does is doesn't do us any good

i don't care if the book said

i don't care about myself

you can take care of yourself

this friendship will never die that's why we're friends now at least we're friends i've never known a friend before

i'm not part of the road

not the lines

straight and narrow

the car came

and chose against turning

i was thinking

every couple a years or so

we fight a couple a fears or so

if i asked for your help would you give it

and should i ask

i'm obligated to write it

but i don't think i mean it

every couple of scars or so

so many hearts don't know

why they're in it

they go between it

the truth

and stay warm there

they truly mean it

i truly mean it.

© 2015 Richard


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Richard
Richard

Edmonton, Alberta, Canada



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A Poem by Richard