"A Familiar Fantasy"
A Familiar Fantasy By Ken Anderson , 12 October, 2018 When I retire, often late at night, When the drink and the smoke have awakened my sight, I close my eyes, and clear my mind, And just drift away, leaving earth behind. And as I pace, in my...
Take it Slow...
* * * There's a light, a flash, When you live too fast... You forget all the time That you have... Take it slow, and let it flow, Breathe in deeply through Your nose, For like a river, Your soul shall flow... No matter where...
When I see you Once more...
There's an ocean, Underneath me, And a thought that Can defeat me, O, I'll cry, When I see you Once more... There's a name, I'm so ashamed, I can't make it, I'm to blame. O, I'll cry When I see you Once more... ...
Tomorrow...
Guaranteed to no one, Tomorrow is just Another day... Sadness, joy, Or no fun, Tomorrow's A day away... Guaranteed to No one, Tomorrow is just a date, Fate cares for nothing, Unless you find...
Suffering...
So many things I've endured, To be where I am Today... Molestation, aggravation, All the things They did to me... Suicidal? Hesitation? What are these Two things to me? PTSD, ASPD, Anxiety... So many names Like games they play For...
"Heroin Eyes"
"Heroin Eyes" Written by Charles "Chucky" Mallon, 2 June, 2011. Reproduced by Ken Anderson. So many people walking by, So dead, but still alive. They're all in a rush to Get in line. Familiar...
Another Anniversary
Another Anniversary, Where I find myself Alone... I think upon the memories We shared when we Were one... A once important part of me, I lost when you were gone... Another anniversary, I dream I'm in Your arms... To turn the...
Sundays...
Tired... My eyes burn, My lungs ache... The sun wakes me Through the Windows. Dress myself Wash my face, It's time to endure Another day... Another rush At the restaurant, Put on a smile, And pretend it's Okay... But I can't do this For...
The Little Things
It's always the Little things That set you off. They make you angry, They leave me hanging; It's always the Little things That make me think; They twist my Mind, Both yours and Mine And take us To the brink. It's always...
"Respect"
"Respect" By Ken Anderson, 13 September, 2009 No, I've never felt Such calm and such peace, As when I have walked These crowded streets. With nods and smiles, They call out to me, To offer me greetings, Or something to eat, ...
Is there hope?
Is there something I can find Buried deep in my mind, An allure which ensures Me of hope? So pure and unadorned, So naked, as was born, Just a light, just a spark, That which pulls upon The heart, To awaken, and allow Me...
"Something Rises in the Morning"
"Something Rises in the Morning" By Ken Anderson, 11 October 2021 It was moonrise when I realized, Something changed me, Deep inside. Something heinous, Something vicious, Something different, Something...