Spencer RossEvans Poems

What he remembers
Are the endless days
Spent waiting for the knock
That would take him away
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A place where only comfort and joy
Thrive off of your inner thoughts
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This man I see in the mirror
Is not myself
His eyes are too big
His teeth are too crooked
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Mother always told
You're going to shine bright
And Father always told him
Everything will be alright
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You open your eyes but you do not awaken
The dull ping of raindrops fills your ears
How much more of this can you take?
The days seem to blend together
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Searching through this self-created dystopia
Desperately looking for something to hold on to
And just as I was about to give up
There you were
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Endless nights I have spent
Stuck staring at the ceiling
A scene only seen
By the desperate
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