W.B. Mad

Rookie (Indianapolis, Indiana)

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Growing older everyday. Hating and loving life at the same time. Writing all the time on benches, on buses, in church, in classes, at dinner, in hotels, at pools, in the park, in the movie theater, everywhere. Dad suffers from chronic pancriatitus and is out of work and on disability while Mom works to feed brothers. W.B. Mad suffers from Chronic Depression from which often much of his work his ... more »

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  • Ashli Eaton (3/19/2012 7:55:00 AM)

    I love your poems very much. I'm your biggest fan ;) [3

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Shot Glass Happy Endings

Found in the undertow of broken hearts and broken felling's.
Confused and lost I staggered around like the town drunk.
Thought I'd found my shining star till the hearts came crashing down.
I swore my heart had been broken.
I swore I would fill out my appropriate last words on the back side of a grey and tattered note.
But I'm still here.
The leaves still blow humbly about me.
But everything I see is still a reminder of those lost days.
I scream and scream to the shadowless sun.
But whats the point no one can hear me.
In a week, month, or a year.
I'm sure ...

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