By H. L. Dowless All alone, talking to myself. Alone, staring at the walls, ‘tis only me and nobody else. Alone, with my own mixed up thoughts. Alone, with my haunting terror dreams; hearing whispers all about, I must be going mad so it seems. It's only me, seeing what I want to see, reading … Continue reading All Alone
My Trail Came to a Sudden End
By H.L. Dowless It's strange how now my trail came to a sudden dead end,When one day I cast my coat into the wind.I labored hard from day into day,The power of sheer boredom eventually held its sway.I’ve been a rolling stone for the past seven years,Drifting from town to town living without fears.Sometimes I … Continue reading My Trail Came to a Sudden End
