BS (December 6th,1989 / Caught beneath the undertow)


In a world full of silent grudges
slips out words I don't mean to say.

Everyday I drift a little bit further
Away from those I love
Further down this rabbit hole
Where faith is something
That is wiped away
On the doormat.

Right now my heart is heavy with regret
That I can't help but
Step away and keep away.

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Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken

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Static silence... When you wipe civilisation off your feet at the door, what do you enter? Great poem! Ivan