Falling Down Loves Stairs Poem by carrell hawkins

Falling Down Loves Stairs



she knows how i feel,
i feel like i know.
she plays games with my head.
i sit and watch.

loves out the door.
respect on the floor.
temptation for something better.
but will that better do me good?

never second think, and do as i think she would.
and if i think she would, then i know i should.
my shoulds become habbits,
now im lost in the woods.
noway out.

forgot the way in.
attention off her and on her friend.
what? who? how? and when?
answers cant come out so like that we end.

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Fresh 400 30 December 2014

Damn felt like i was there

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carrell hawkins

carrell hawkins

richmond california
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