i do not care
what you have to say
i’m going to turn
and walk away
this bitter life
has done enough to me
it’s been so long
since i was happy
my heart is cold
from my younger days
i see your troubles
and turn away
life is harsh
as i’ve seen
no more can i
care for thee
it’s over now
as they say
i can do nothing
but run away
nothing’s done
as it seems
i just wish
this was all a dream
Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.
James Pack 