Damp and Dreary Thoughts

Lights flicker in a hallway

Lending its atmosphere

To the damp and dreary thoughts

I never seem to contain

Within me.

I crave the nostalgic;

The dusty parts of life

That seemingly goes unnoticed.

I’ve forced what I could

Mishandled the life passed to me

With anger


And avoidance.

Just when the thoughtless

Are able to grasp

What I cannot.

Smoke fills a room

I hold the match

Right in the middle of it

Wishing everything

Would stop.



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