Thursday, 8 January 2026

Crappo the clown.

 Cider and sleeping pills.
Just incase I can sleep tonight. 
It's been a fight. 
No tunnel with a light. 
No end to the sad, bad and shit times.
Lost souls, 
Take my hand, 
I can save you from the current. 
But I'm not strong enough. 
Our fingers can't hold on, 
As i lose everything I love. 
My memories. 
My close that died with out a goodbye.
As I chased my high.
Messages wrote with one eye. 
Words are no use. 
No excuse. 
I'm just trying. 
But is there any use? 

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