Garrick Smillie


Art

Writing

Twisted

Tripping, tumbling, stumbling through / This playground where emotions drown

Sit Back & Relax

This holiday hurry / Is often too slurry / For families to enjoy their time / They must stop on a dime

Forever More

Save me with your grace / From this terrible place / And keep me forever more

Falling From the Eyes of One's Self

These tears I cry / Not for the lustful eye / Nor thyself with the hand in your thigh These tears I cry / Not for the rich nor the famous / Not for the broken hearts either These tears I cry…

Ending of an ADDICTION...

Fear / Reaches out, finding hopeless and distraught people / Hidding in alley ways, trying to create that thrill once again-

My Angel

In your presence I feel as if I can’t do any wrong / You are my angel / Sweet, Sensitive, Precious, and Just Amazing! / You’ve kept me wanting more and more

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  • darkpraxis