Dead Man Breathing

Somewhere along my life

I met up with the Queen of Sorrow

It was to her that I sold my soul

And now I’m as dead as yesterday

She took my heart, my love, my all

So now I sit back

Remembering how my end began

The Queen of Sorrow won again

And I’m as dead as yesterday

I never dreamed that she would leave me

But now she’s gone

And I’m alone, too numb to cry

She took my love, my life, my soul

Never again will I go down this road

It all seems like yesterday

But time waits for no one

I sold my soul to the Queen of Sorrow

And now I’m just killing time

Or is time killing me

I’m a dead man breathing

Since I threw it all away

The music disappeared today

And I’m as dead as yesterday

~The Tennessee Poet~

Β©Walt Page 2018 All Rights Reserved

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  1. Walt, there is something changing in your style, at least since I’ve been reading your works. The free-form you are writing it carries so much power, and plumbs new depths to your talent. Please don’t stop!!!

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