I lie here, shivering in the cold,
Hands stretched with nothing and noone to hold.
Death seems alot more real than this pavement,
In debt to life and I’m missing all the payments.
It’s Monday but who would have thought this day meant,
Just another word in this sentence, just another statement.
Eventually it accumulates to promises never kept, even to the end.
Then you question your life, what really is a friend?

© Akeem Rowe Kingsinister, 2016


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