An amble down a city streetseems fraught with life’s tirades.On every corner sits a soul,their memory quickly fades.A guarded look? You take a chancethat one of them will seeyour rising fear, unwanted wordswith anyone but me.The gauntlet passed, you’re out of sight.No more to worry. So,You’ve done your best, you didn’t fightit’s back to work…
An amble down a city street
seems fraught with life’s tirades.
On every corner sits a soul,
their memory quickly fades.
A guarded look? You take a chance
that one of them will see
your rising fear, unwanted words
with anyone but me.
The gauntlet passed, you’re out of sight.
No more to worry. So,
You’ve done your best, you didn’t fight
it’s back to work you go.
Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.
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