Verses

August 1999

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I am disappointed in myself for when the whistle blew I hesitated, and when it was through I stood belated.


Too many worries have gathered together clogging the drain pipes like a wad of hair.


Who would of thought that this was how it was going to be? I was supposed to be a famous rock star by 23.


Talking and planning and crying and waiting. Today might be the day I live to die alone.


Give me time to knot frayed ends that will surely unravel if not properly stopped.

Author: Lindsay Niemann

Writer | Graphic Artist