The Confection

by Adan7777   Jan 29, 2012


The Confection

Lonely I miss my friends
The none ending conversation has ended
Answering the commanding voice
Listening to a sidle sound of their words
Now the days are cold as ice
Going I miss my friends

Waking up late at night
Excited about what I hear
Racing heart
Listening wide eyes and a tune in ear
I new the well of the load voice
But I had to make a choice

I miss my best friends
The S.O.B. found
Inside my prescribe
Med. Bottle f:(k you
You made sure I am
Lonely thank you

But after the rain
Sunshine
My new friend
Is image
Metaphor
And of course visualization
They are my secret friends
I love my new friends
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  • 12 years ago

    by Adan7777

    The Confection is a mixing of some compound reality, surreal, and insanely . I hope you enjoy it.

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