Jagged Edges
By sidewinder
I hear water running across, And in my mind this occurs to me, This room is cluttered and filled to the brim like a cup running over, Moments come like jagged edges, And faces haunt me from forgotten moments, Memories shout at me, Taunting and fear overcomes, Here I am... Can't you see? My mind is overclouded, Moments are not clear, My hand touches my face, Rough... Unshaven, Pain fills my temples and another day begins. April 17, 1996 Written January 5th, 2002 © on Jun 14 2002 08:40 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 1
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"I hear water running across,..."