Georgi Raikov Won Gold In the Greco-Roman 100kg Wrestling At the 1980 Olympics
my mind is all alone
darkness clouds my very thoughts
troubled i am troubled inside and on the outsides
falling apart piece by rotten piece
............. silent musings increase trepidation
why cant theworld sometimes end
and cut usallabreak or three
im just not into moaning but sometimes
it needs to be done
or we are done you are done i is done
yeah i am done
i think i think i am
but am i inverted upon swords of
misery
subverted by sounds of emptiness
submerged in fear and doubt
commotion is all about chaos................
Copyright © Daniel Corcoran | Year Posted 2010
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