Some source to help the taste

This sitting here with nought to say

Is getting too familiar.

It's soon to be a memory

With darker thoughts to fill yer

Frustration lingers as my fingers try to find the keys

As somewhere someone watches filling my unease

What was it that I didn't do or did to  cause this  pain?

Oh what the hell you'll never tell 

This fool to love again.

I think it's going to rain.

Reviews

[J.P. Bristow]

wonderful...as always I am a fan!!!!