Thursday, August 9, 2012


by April Wilburn

Same damn thang
Same damn shame
I’ll go through this again and again
I like the pain, the strain
It’s insane
Sharp as a knife
A radiant shine
A vexed feeling from deep inside
Empty heart with no vision
Within an illusion
A fantasy
Weakness of gravity
Driving me senseless
Worthless, vacant
My heart can’t shake it
Always running
Blank and bare
Emotions ain’t fair.
They wear and tear.

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