Thoughtful Thursday- no way I can pick just one of you.
My fellow beasts
Marked from past life’s
Flipped on both sides of the coin
Until faces rubbed away from pain
Not knowing which was heads
And which one never failed
Nightmares repeated tragedies
Innocence stuck inside obscenities
Abandon with no token
Lost without a conclusion
That’s the paperweight of memories
We each feel deep within
The crimes that stole a naive witness
Thats what turned us
to defenders from defenseless
These are my heroes
Of the new world culture
Inking their stories
Bad-ass tattooed from their
heads, shoulders
Knees and…souls
Charlypriest and Buttercup
Voodoo and Americana
Hardcore survivors howling
we will we will rock ya
Mockingbirddown and JMC813
The bear and the lion man
No doubt you won’t make it past
Them
If you’re packin an ill will of intention
I’m Souldiergirl
Lucky number 7
These beasts,
I’m honored to lurk with
From highs to lows
Stories bursting open
While lips remain closed
I admire each one of them
They’ve breathed through hell
more than once
And you know what
They use their past to become braver
Instead of giving up
Souldier Girl 