OctPoWriMo 16

Voices in my head 
so much of my life and times
ringing in my brain 

makes no sense at all 
is what remains is what remains 
on the edge of the 

Hoover dam I am 
I will stand guard over you 
see a little light 

I know you still care
hardly getting over it 
I can’t change your mind 

I apologize 
all these sins I know so well
next generation