Stone ColdA Poem by Michael StevensHaunted memories!
Stone cold sleep won't come to my
wandering brain.
I need a shut-off valve for
negative thoughts
I tell myself I'm just wasting my
time with what-ifs;
What if things had gone a different
direction,
Might the outcome have been
different?
Torturing myself is all I'm doing
Stop it, stop it! I tell myself,
but to
No avail; second-guessing comes
second nature
To me, I guess. © 2014 Michael StevensReviews
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Added on June 5, 2014Last Updated on June 5, 2014 AuthorMichael StevensAboutI write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more.. |

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