sad – Davey Cobb

This Is Who I Am

I’m aware of my failures,I’m wary of neighbours,I fret and I feastin the face of faux dangers. I listen to strangers,their ignorant flavours,a fools’ witless buffetto feed my displeasure. I’m hurt beyond measureentangled in heatherthat brushes the hillsof childhood oppression. I listen to strangersdespite my intentions,hearing them singthe ballads of depression. I’m aware of myContinue reading “This Is Who I Am”

Yesterday’s Child

Under a sky of perpetual mourningthe snows of sorrowwere melted by morninga yawning sun that inspired a yearningfor roaming rogues high on romancethat bequeathed their love to mist-eyed strangerswho drunk-danced all night, blind to the danger. Under a sky of perpetual winterhearts freeze and hearths burn splintersgathered and sliced by yesterday’s childwho watches the embersContinue reading “Yesterday’s Child”