Digital Devils

Worry knocked at the door this morning Not one to get into mourning I choose not to bite Didn’t want another fight  With my conscience. I am clean of dirty shame I am clean of my self-inflicted pain It’s a brand new day Where I choose to play A game with my thoughts. For everyContinue reading Digital Devils

Goldfish

Love is a choice.  She knows just where she’s going But not how to get there. Forgets to brake before the corner Almost off the road With a shake of the shoulders She steps out to the ditch Lets loose and starts to run Back in the seat, and on again Others report her forContinue reading Goldfish