I am running on empty
Thoughts have fled
And I have nothing leftBut, hard as it is
I must write
For it is my lifebloodI’ll fill up my pot
Of virtual ink
And write on once more
– Shaman Romney 2016
I am running on empty
Thoughts have fled
And I have nothing leftBut, hard as it is
I must write
For it is my lifebloodI’ll fill up my pot
Of virtual ink
And write on once more
– Shaman Romney 2016
It doesn’t matter how much progress I make,
Or how many steps I continue to take.
I’m still broken.It doesn’t matter how much I try
Or how many times I ask myself why?
I’m still broken.It makes no difference what I do,
Doesn’t matter what work I put myself through
I’m still broken.I know that I’ll never be enough
I’m just a piece of glass. Jagged, rough,
And still broken.
– Shaman Romney 2015
Cleanliness
is close to
godliness,
some say
If that
is the case,
I must be
the devil.
Shaman Romney 2014