Again
Here we are again...
Strangers still...
Here comes the pain again...
Time for another pill...
I hear those screams again...
As the dark fights with the light...
I think of you again,
as I sweat in the August night...
The air is still and dead,
like the whispers in my head...
I drink one more and with a sigh, I stumble off to bed...
Copyright © Darrell Hoover | Year Posted 2014
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