Quick 5
i dont
write
to get
respect
i write
for those
that are
close to
their death
sitting
in a
chair
high off
benzos and
meth
feeling like
theres nothing
left
might as
well be
blind and
deaf
so i
can be
oblivious
to this
worlds mess
everyday im
put to
a test
and people
wonder why
i resort
to the
ses
it calms
me down
and reminds
me that
im blessed
still having
to deal
with a
mind
that is
stressed
collecting my
thoughts
hiding them
in a
nest
saving for
a raining
day
like you
do your
investments
5 Minute Challenge May 13, 2013
Copyright © David James | Year Posted 2013
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