staring fear strait in the eye
he looks more worn today
his eyes show of a man twice his age
weary from the cold nights
alone
tinted sunglasses once a part of his life
laying in the green grass
from peek a boo to hide and go seek to kick the can
these days of glory long since passed
only left with reminants
and memories
and regrets
and an barren bathroom
he has but a sliver of light
in this dark dark place
shining through
and accenting the hidden features
held deep under barriers and boundaries
and skin far too thin
o the illumination!
his contacts only intensify the burning
his body feels every day
shine shine shine
and leave this darkness for the day
and
burn burn burn
show me the world you love
and i'll show you a world
now consumed by
heartbreaks and hangovers
Monday, April 02, 2007
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