Hitting A WallA Poem by Olmsted A. T.One of the first songs for my band Dan Rather Than 'N' Those Nefarious QwarksHitting A Wall Sometimes it feels like I'm hitting a wall deployed the parachute yet continued free fall grasping at the concepts I just don't comprehend and howling at the memories of where I've been Bloodied knuckles lack of breath frustration has long ago set in stubbornness says don't you ever give up Until you break every finger you got And I know I'm scaling mountains I'm told'll be molehills eventually the bitter truth of the struggle is found after the epilouge reaches it peak With each passing day things seem to become less opaque as the sun slinks back into it's nightly grave And with the all the stars up above at least the ones not yet to blow up proffer up the proper council for all the tiny battles won © 2017 Olmsted A. T. |
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Added on May 10, 2017 Last Updated on May 10, 2017 |

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