bad news

For a brief instance I almost convinced myself I had reason to live. But even during that flare up I didn’t really, I wanted to. I did. I did. I dreamed. I hoped. I prayed. I am only reminded again that I don’t haven’t and won’t.

Published by

Franklyn Monk

Poet. Geek. Science fiction aficionado. General freak.
Get social with me: Facebook| Twitter | Other

Leave a Reply