You know, I should Start writing again. I have many pages of limericks and poems, but who fuckin knows where they are. I have a few recent (within a couple of months) poems that I will post a ice I'm on lunch.
This was written a few hours and depending on how the night goes I may continue.
Antihero-
I wake up when night falls to the ground
Working all night just to hear that sound
Sirens in the distance but I'm not in town
Only my girl knows where I can be found