headache diaryA Poem by R. P. Cokemy head hurtthe head hurts. so i write it down. all light hurts and the darkness remains in goes the sigh and out comes the smoke was the government spreading lies? or will asprin cure all of me making babies, gliding light heart hurts holding. in. thrice do you make your way to the golden stars and thrice do i go to the ended bars but the head still hurts and you still stay and oh i am awake stirs in the bed. im not alone and the head hurts more. more. more. bang. bang. softly i raise my hands. amen. amen. i am. hemned me in. im in. all this dirty dirty sin. obleke. the snake. i hate. love love where did you go i miss. love. love. beat the sneak and the head it hurts beat must continue. im losing sight. and the head no longer hurts. just like that. normlacy reruns. © 2009 R. P. Coke |
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Added on April 8, 2009 Last Updated on April 8, 2009 AuthorR. P. CokeFort Worth, TXAboutmy words, they run through me ever head. i dont want to be elite. i dont care about fame. i just like to express this strangeness i call life into some form of art for my personal understanding. as i .. more..Writing
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