Michael Burgess Poems

An aching throb
Your heart shattered
Alone in darkness
Emotional break down
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My mind's itching and crawling,
All my sanity lost and forgotten,
I have the pistol aimed at myself and…
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Have you ever questioned
The plethora of knowledge that we speak of?
All those stories that were mentioned in our textbooks.
You know the ones from hundreds of years ago,
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My mother doesn't love me, and only cares about her dope,
My father, he's a dead beat drunk who can't stay off the streets.
And thats all I really know, or at least all that I've ever been told.
I admit I didn't have them growing as a kid, or even now
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Its hard to follow along as the main character rises
and falls.
One of such a great story as one would recall.
But what if I told you that,
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I don't hear any voices

But I know they're there
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I would love to see her rise
The early morning sun
Waiting wishfully for hope
To burn the darkness from my eyes
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Many times I have pondered

Can shadows bring delight
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