The Passing

and in these bleakest of nights when my self analysis third person psychobabble holds minimal sway i run from the dark into the black into the pitch where i am safe from all light all thought until the passing the silent storm that rages will end only with time or submission

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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