Comments about C.R. Ebowski
Nothing More To Say
I stare at this computer waiting for the perfect,
Inspirational words to flow across the screen,
But my mind becomes clouded with the darkness
That has consumed my decrepit excuse for a human being.
Venture on the wild side and dare to take a walk in my dreams
And you too can stumble around the claustrophobic closet,
Sorting through the familiar ghosts of past and present.
Leaving is easy; just leave your soul for a small deposit.