Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

In the time we know as present. We know what we know. No control, no control, damage it takes a toll. Like a fight it takes its jab. Hit by hit to take you there. I hurt, I hurt, stop at anytime. But on and on life molds with damage! The pain of this the fear of that. Bubbles are soon to pass. As it seems to fade, a light leads u home from astray.