Poetry

Tiptoe and Whisper (original version)

Tiptoe down the hallway
of your childhood
only to find all of the
cupboards empty
picture frames missing memories
ashtrays spilling over
tables littered with addiction
and the TV always on.

Whisper to the shadows
that it will be okay
you will grow up
you will not make the same mistakes
and it will be over soon.

2008

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