Spark
By Dominick Cortes
Been dead for too long
Blank under the haze of
Ignorance and inbred students
Following the same subculture
Which left their families
The center of drama and depression
Which they are now.
Now I'm coming ALIVE
Coming back from Nothing
Existing for seven years
Surrounded by my former love, I can feel that spark
Twinkling, Growing
No rage could send me further
My words own meaning again.
Finally this dyslexic fool
Can stop acting comatose
Put away my bottles of Gin
Readjust my eyes
And stop aiming for rock bottom.
No, I'm coming alive
And this time
My words own meaning.
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