Swimming in those
Lakes, a little strange
But he has to escape.
Month: December 2018
The bomb
Having no idea
Until it happens
The carnage.
The wild seas
The wild seas prove
Perilous but he keeps
Sailing elsewhere.
Not until it
Not until it ends
Making the most
Of such short time.
Dark fantasies
Been through such
Dark fantasies and
Now ashamed too.
The unclean spirits
Haunted by the demons
And witches befalling
Everybody else in here.
The nightmares
The athlete can’t sleep
Right, always struggling
In football, fear of being
Bullied and hurt again.
