Steven Mcdonald

The driveway was longIt came to a lotThis was farFrom your average spot It held three homesThat held many menThey became brotherAnd they became friends Backgrounds were differentTheir stories were the sameThey all had livesThey wanted to reclaim Some stayed, some leftSome left and came backThe newcomer was alwaysWelcomed into the pack Roommates talkedLate into the … [Read more...] about Sober City, By: Steven Mcdonald

Wisdom is the light that guidesA path to show us the wayOften times we need othersTo hear what they will say Advice is usually best advisedFrom those with that experienceThe more we ask to those who knowWe learn from all that variance It's foolish to ask a bakerHow would I build a house?It's the person who has been thereWhose suggestion I will espouse Sometimes the … [Read more...] about The Light That Guides, By: Steven Mcdonald

When that phone clicks for the last timeAnd that door finally shutsYou know the end has arrivedYou can just feel it in your guts The thoughts of what ifAnd musings of if onlyNothing left but memoriesAnd feelings that are lonely I shouldn't have done thatI wish i had done thisGod damn i would killFor one more nice, long kiss Food tastes blandMusic hurts like … [Read more...] about Breakup, By: Steven Mcdonald

It doesn’t matter how many yearsWave after wave flows the tearsEach new loss brings pain of its ownIt cuts so deep, right down to the bone Grief is a scab that is easily tornThere is no end to the ways we shall mournA song, a scent, a picture, or sightReopens the wounds and we feel its bite A pain unique, unlike anything elseWorse than the whip of a hundred beltsA love … [Read more...] about Grief Is A Scab, By: Steven Mcdonald

Classroom ofkillers,rapists and thievesHope they gotno plan up their sleeves Manipulation mastersObserve like a hawkTheir gait is a saunterA rooster-like walk There are thoseWho want to learnAnd others releasedSoon to return Some have tatsCovering their faceBe waryThey valueTheir personal space Their casesThey loveTo tell me aboutI nod my headBut the pencils I … [Read more...] about Prison Teacher, By: Steven Mcdonald