A frayed knot
I’m afraid not
A mad dog may be more fitting
Then perhaps that’s not hitting
The nail on the head
The truth may well be dead
My mind screams, the blood pours
Don’t we all have our flaws
Am I alone
The holes in my heart aren’t properly sewn
They weep and so do I
But man isn’t meant to cry
Then what is man meant to do
I’m afraid I can’t tell you
But I can fight
I think I might
I’ll put you to the test
If only for some rest.
About the Creator
Shaun Pond
I am a third year Journalism and Screenwriting student at The University of Worcester with a particular interest in gaming and all things geek. Seeking representation and writing opportunities, please contact [email protected].
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