HUNGERA Poem by Bill Grimes Jr.
Falling hard
A way of life
Stubborn dreamer ways
Blue insomniac
Tired of being full
I long for passions hunger
Loneliness
Conjures thoughts of death
To care
Once came quite naturally
Lately
I just don’t give a s**t
Hopeless thoughts of bliss
Escape me once again
Dismal heartache drive by
Her empty double talk
I’ve danced among the dead
So many moons of darkness
I feel his vile presence
Haunting me once more
Shadows cast a gloomy pall
Another painful night
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009
© 2009 Bill Grimes Jr. |
Stats
98 Views
1 Review Added on May 13, 2009 AuthorBill Grimes Jr.Madison, ALAboutMe Child of God at age 53 My heart belongs to my children The essence of my smile My reason to be My soul belongs to Jesus Christ I am because of Him Im a doting Dad Published wordsmith Music.. more..Writing
|