Throwback Thursday Poetry: A Simple Dream

why are you here
what do you fear
do you even care
if i am near

my mind is a mess
from what i can’t guess
though i try my best
i am beat by the rest

here we are found
companions of sound
perhaps we are bound
until life in the ground

i wish i could see
whatever we may be
for now it is nothing
but simply a dream

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

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