Every time I go to write I think to myself I've used that before But what if I- Yes, that too I'm running out Of original material -Kel Dayheart
5:00 A.M.
Resting commuter face With dead eyes that stare blankly off Into the distance not seeing Anyone in this mass of strangers Which is better than Making awkward eye contact -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #163
He stared with heavy eyelids
Exhaust
The longer you travel The more you sink-- Sink deeper and deeper into the abyss That is the haze of exhaustion -Kel Dayheart
I Need a Break
I am tired Of pulling myself up Just to be pushed Down again So this time I'll stay down And take a nap -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 