John Patrick Robbins AKA Gonzo : Writing

Pit Stop

Pit Stop

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


I stopped somewhere along the way .It was a blank place with even more blank faces .They seemed just as detached as myself.There is a true beauty of b..
They All Leave You

They All Leave You

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


She had no reason and I wasn't going to ask.Herbody left as her thoughts I was removed from long ago.The rides that we viewed from the pier the sunris..
Just Off The Press

Just Off The Press

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


I hadn't had the time to think let alone write the room was a oven and outside was a blast furnace take your choice which hell you prefer me I found m..
I Stepped Into My Past

I Stepped Into My Past

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


Just something I have had sitting around awhile collecting dust
On Second Thought

On Second Thought

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


Just a moments write .
A View Of Another

A View Of Another

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


Old pictures paint false delusions I wonder why no one has ever captured mine?Tears are nothing to empty hearts, guess it pays to be a b*****d than a ..
As In Of Rooftops View

As In Of Rooftops View

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


The birds flew chasing the last refuge of sunset to hide in nights soon destined approach.Smoke ring's and a warm beer.Companions I understand fully i..
Just A Taste

Just A Taste

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


Embers of my change glimmer within nights breath.To bask in the flaws my dear we have nothing but endless hours.Short as in a razor gleams bare were y..
It Was A Good Day To Not Give A F**k

It Was A Good Day To Not Give A F**k

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


Maybe it's me that just simply no longer give's a f**k about you.Maybe Inever cared to begin with.Fairy tales cankeep youcompany but not as good as a ..
A Moments Slip To A Addictions Fall

A Moments Slip To A Addictions Fall

A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..


So if noting beats a fail better than a try.My forever linger 's twisted as spanish moss hanging from some hidden treeLong forgotten to a red sunsets ..

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