Poems from ZigZagRx
Oh woe is me
My past
My present
It was her fault
It was his
Where does the blame begin!
Years of not giving a fuck
What was ingested...
High, on the way to the peak
These mountains overlooking society
A sprekled society 'neath my chin going about its' business
Roads and...
Staying up afterhours
Jazz beats and rhythms filling the air
These white walls
Pondering Pondering Pondering
Why Why Why
Where...
The...