Self Portrait As Writer

portrait

 

 

all those truths

left unuttered and obscure

embracing the night

alone with our hearts

searching out secrets

like headlights in the snow

we could’ve taken it all

be we never had the

guts

to discover for sure

and then

we never recovered

oh

these hours bring me down

but as long as the fire

rages

in my belly

i know i’m doing it

just right

 

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