I cover loneliness with a coat of many colors

It is now in my DNA

The about to cry feeling is my only feeling

I took a hand full of dirt and I stuffed in my mouth as to cover it

It just fed it

I see the foot print of my shoe reads run

I ate a peach but everything I touch turns to its disgust

I should pluck my own eye out as to have no hope

Business only, charity only, plastic smiles only

Me I’m here in the bottom of a bottle of tequila

Yeah the worm


I took a breath and gave a last breath

It did no good

Now I wake to it’s uneducated sorrow

Now I wake to desolate bed that was vowed never empty

The sun is on the flip side of a two sided coin

But it seems it will never…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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