If I know one thing in life it's that at some point we will no longer exist. I think that what we say can be important, but how much of it is ranting?
The loneliest guy I know
Wakes up every morning alone
He brushes his teeth
Smiles brightly to hide the pain
The reflection mocks him, haunts him
Loneliness flocks to him like seagulls on a beach
He tries to be social, but can’t muster the strength
I know this guy, know him well
For I am the loneliest guy I know
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I woke up, eyes crusted over
The sleep set in, deep
My neighbors above me restless
Foot steps in a hurry
My head pounding from tossing
My back twisted from turning
I lose hours in between dreams
Those dreams open possibilities
For thoughts and ideas
Good morning…
Too Funny
Microsoft points Glitch
My son, nephew and I at the local ice skate rink.
Vampira the spider outside my window