In a Colder Place

I find myself in a colder place growing older, not wiser it seems the light has subsided from my face fixed in the stare of old dreams a simple life I once desired a partner and children to love a haven from those who relent who are mired in the madness a few rise above I grow slowly and silently into this place of solitude and fear that I am drifting too calmly that I am hiding too well for another to find me here

Deckard

I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...

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