A Metalhead's PoetryMay 20, 20221 min readPrisonStuck, held behind prison barsWelcome, my cell mate mutteredHearing the curses utteredWhile staring out at the stars.©Josh West
Stuck, held behind prison barsWelcome, my cell mate mutteredHearing the curses utteredWhile staring out at the stars.©Josh West
My Personal TortureIn my chest there is no heart Nothing to make me love Around me, my family is falling apart I ask for help and am given a glove Is there...
Josh West: the SoundtrackNot sure how to start this My sound track is told by all who failed In this telling, some crucial point I am sure to miss Will getting...
Humanities MaskSurrounded by and drowning in humanities crowd Feeling physically sick from their stink Deafened by their babble, spoken so loud Senses...
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