Too many things you’ve lately known And responded to Which never have by me been brought Your attention to…
This is a poem about suicide and how it often occurs to best of people. And those who don’t understand these people during their lifetime wonder why they chose death over their company. Charles Bukowski calls death as effect and oblivion created by people around him as effect.
Youthless or Ageless my time is yours Let me breathless apart my anger and lost Freely in that deepest eyes 📚 Save
Sound and light reflexions of my soul Words in rhyme something that can’t not express usually Taking me away from coal mornings A place where a meant to be naturally✍🏻 Save
When folks are dedicated conflict to Don’t even wish to kind agree Won’t tell the simple truth to you — Break free, break free, break free!
