Logan Welch Writing

He takes his dose of pain, His willing choice of hurt. He can’t see it’s the chain, He’s living in this dirt. He’s a sla..

His stomach rumbles, He looks at the stick holding his Soon-to-be meal over the open Bed of coals, wondering how long he Has until the smell att..

I’m just trying to help them. They don’t understand. It isn’t fair. I shouldn’t even be wasting my time here anyway. I’..