The Author I Am.

The Author I Am.

A Poem by J. David

Stories swell like storms in my mind,
Rivulets singing synopses of pain and sorry.
Author of mine own destruction.

© 2017 J. David


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yes, many of us write of our own destruction...maybe that is what keeps writers from going totally off the deep end...it is a kind of therapy, isn't it?
i certainly relate to this.
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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J. David

4 Years Ago

Definitely a therapy. The best way ive heard it said is "i know my seductrus and her name is depress.. read more

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J. David

Sydney, Australia



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