Free OneA Chapter by J. ViandsI’m a graffiti artist my first word was freeI hope you come to realize I am just a man I am no hero Just an underdog without a name The shadows are not where I dwell They are where I’m from At the very most I may be a demon’s son The free one has come And the free one has gone Just like spiraling stars in memories lost Much like blood spilled Bringing pain to us all God how I hope to hang on to this soul of yours No matter how long it takes to escape this world I will hang on to this blessing from an angel Who has sadly stepped into my melancholy world Radiant and beautiful In such ways to many are blind too. Someone I do not deserve Would you bless me again beautiful girl Save me from your world, and I’ll save you from my own A fight for me and you to forever be alone in this world © 2012 J. Viands |
StatsAuthorJ. ViandsLeesburg, VAAboutMy writing is refined in to portfolios I write to much to be able to post all my poetry separately don’t feel obligated to read the whole thing just what you would like… or the whole thi.. more..Writing
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