Daniel Richards

(09-11-1982 / London, England)

Poems of Daniel Richards

The Caved In Place

I’ve been down so low, for so long now
I no longer know which way to climb
Desecration of my mind & sweat on my brow,
Never stumble onto that I need to find, but wow

Morning skies are as black as night
Nighttime skies an unavoidable abyss
Circling oceans and tormenting winds
Push and pull me to the devils kiss

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