Haunted October #4

The strangeness 

Of watching 

The towns you grew up in 

Slowly age 

Like dead weather 

Coming up in your lungs 

The colors fade 

Like winter 

Always dragging

The streets down 

No one ever gets ahead 

No one ever gets out 

You wear it 

Like leather 

And you age with it 

Maybe our stories 

Are all tied together 

Maybe this really is the winter of our discontent 

Did you drink it away

Did you kill it away 

Did you find your way 

Somewhere 

you find your shelter

You survive another day

Small towns with big hearts 

Big eyes 

Watching the world burn

Living on the ashes 

Calling it welfare 

Believing it can build a future 

Still I sit down

I write anyway 

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