Kingsboro Journal


Stranded in life, pain speaking words of fear in my ears
I stand above the flames of dishonesty and the heat sears
through me like a crooked thief, holding a crooked knife.
Unfortunately, it’s not the fear of death that holds me
but the fear of rejection coming through the doors of my heart.

By kingsboro2008

I'm a part-time writer, full time father and programmer. I am still working on City of Zombies but the reality is it is a city of monsters. I try to post weekly but many times I get held up by life and work as an artist.

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