Comments about W.B. Mad
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 ...