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Everything 

 

 

This was the night I realized 

my life had ended

When I understood 

the futility in going on

The time I sat alone

with just my own thoughts 

and not those of another

and listened

One last moment of sanity before 

“He was misunderstood” 

was forever replaced by 

“He was fucking insane” 

at the beginning of my bio 

It was the night I finally believed

Everything. 


c Copyright 2015 Bill Friday 

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4 thoughts on “Everything 

  1. I have read this twice now… sobering… somber, poetic. 🙂

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