We Saw A Fish Dancing In The Rain – Wrapped In Words

The symptoms out ruled the gutter trash that made my life a destructive mess of promises made to others,

unforgiving words of madness,

sins buried in the dusty sands that once housed my childhood dreams,

there is no tomorrow without yesterday,

today is a figment if your dreams gone off the rails of time,  

but eventually I will be forgiven,

unlike you…