The Price Of My Soul

Image by Yair Cerón from Pixabay/Text added by author

Upon my eyes closing, the flashes will start,

Vivid memories come crashing down,

And all of them much less beautiful than days of art,

Ugliness fills me so well that within it I may drown,

It was never meant to be such a day,

Things don’t always work out to be fun,

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Former Police, retired Corrections, highly knowledgeable in all things weird and bizarre, and ready to share that with the world as I finish life’s journey.

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Jason Morton

Jason Morton

Former Police, retired Corrections, highly knowledgeable in all things weird and bizarre, and ready to share that with the world as I finish life’s journey.