Why do I wanna walk out in the nighttime?
Why do I wanna walk out in the night?
Why do my bones feel so tired and broken?
Why do I feel everything escaping me?
I used to go out running in the nighttime.
I used to run right up those moonlight beams.
I used to outrun all my wrong decisions.
I used to run until the hills crumbled down.
I believe in everything, my sweet one.
I believe in everything you’ve said to me.
I believe it’s time to rethink better places.
I believe everything is where it should be.
Is love worth everyone going hungry?
Does that death justify the means?
Do you do believe in anything, baby?
It’s a subtle miracle, a little breath, a little being.
Jason Preu 
So good. This poem of yours is felt deeply. 🙂 👍 And it also has a lyrical feel as well.
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C0!!! Back on the ‘Press! Thanks for stopping by and reading, man.
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You welcome, brother. I really enjoyed reading your piece. It’s good to be back. 🙂
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Profound! such a great rhythm and pace
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Happy Birthday, Jason!!!! 🎊🎉🎊🎉
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Thanks so much, Jade!
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You’re welcome. 🙂 🙂
Looking fwd to more of your poetry!
and I am even planning a poetry marathon (half one 😉 ) on a Tuesday literary salon style, date not yet determined, & let some more players know of your Game of Poems! 😀
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All right on the marathon!!!
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Hey, jdoublep! You is back! Love this, the second stanza especially 🙂
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Thanks so much for stopping by and leaving some kind words. Hope summer is treating you well.
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You’re most welcome! And so far, yes 🙂
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