Today and Tomorrow for Life – by Erik Cowhey


My mind is soft and worn
I’m a prick like the point of a thorn
but tomorrow i’ll be okay
I will find my way
though I went astray
A whisper
So damn visceral
in these dreams of winter
searching through night and snowfall
through a once clear river
Blurred by rippling trees, a reflected wall
in the fall on the fifth of November
To effect change is to never surrender
Your will is bound to break if you play the pretender


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