written by: John Patrick Robbins
Don’t ever believe you can fix a fractured person.
That your love will be enough to fill a void that dwells within a screwed up mind or lost soul.
People no matter how good their intentions are never enough.
There are many forms of junkies in this world.
Some people love to wallow in misery like a pig loves to roll in their own shit.
Truth is simple and people too far complex for me to ever explain within the confines of a poem few will ever read.
I am a writer and that is about it.
Scars and whiskey is all that anyone will be left to recall of me.
And that suits me just fine.
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