Thursday, March 18, 2010

Fifteen years ago.

Fifteen years ago he played with his toys.
Today all he does is play with Her dreams.
Fifteen years ago he was never the timid child.
Today every dark thought fuels his screams.

Fifteen years ago a tub of ice cream made his day.
Today his respite lies in his daily fix of weed.
Fifteen years ago Mama made that big blue sweater.
Today stealing from Walmart is his adrenalin deed.

Fifteen years ago he cried when Max fell off the ledge.
Today he relives dreams when they ran through the forest rain.
Fifteen years ago he picked up that violin and that drum.
Today he wonders why he did, what was there to gain.

Fifteen years ago he was safe under his roof.
Today the dark skies shield him from aliens beyond.
Fifteen years ago Rosie kissed him on his cheek.
Today he drowned himself in the muck of the deserted pond.

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