LegendaryLosers

Legacy The investigation complex was still, permeated with the dark silence that often accompanied office towers in the late hours of the night. It was, perhaps, a bit too late for the part of Watari that was slowly beginning to feel age creeping up like a snake, a silent boa constrictor that would suddenly and abruptly squeeze out the last few gasps of his life. As old as his body was, however, his mind was still young, and the white-haired man liked to think it would give him more than enough mileage to finish what he had started. Nearly twenty years ago – had it really been so long? – he had made a promise to a child – a promise about th

coward Written by John Christopher Clinton I'm not always honest. I'm not always fair. I am in no way strong. I just pretend. All along, the trail I leave behind, Not a single tear that's innocent. So I keep walking And I make excuses, finding answers I knew were stupid. Still I make excuses, finding reasons not to face it. But each day, every day, Each goes on spinning, without an ending; And here I am sitting, wishing. A walk so long can, eventually, make one tired; so stupid. Still, I keep walking. But I know my reason; It's not happiness. I'm too weak to know that, I'm too weak, to know much else. So each day, e