First there is the prep.
The roommate.
Wearing salmon colored pants.  
He has Shaggy from ****** Doo
On his left thigh.
The alcoholic.
She has a drinking problem.
She is in denial of her drinking problem.
She hangs out with the loners.
The loners.
Unkempt, unattractive and fat in all the wrong places.
The blond looks like Tom Petty.
The one with dark hair, glasses and braces
They live next door.
Living together but segregated. 
Wild cards.
All of us.

©Gambit '13

Brilliant.
Life flies by as she walks with resilience.
She's persistent, her mission is critical
in the realm of the spiritual, she's something like a miracle,
But she's a burden bearer, and her limit isn't infinite.
She's placed her heart on a crucifix, taking the blame for others misfits
for years...
                  she's had enough.

She weighs her pros and cons, contemplating actions,
Her soul's an equation, this life is just a fraction,
In life she's a boss, yet in death she's a god,
But now she'***** her wall... she's falling apart...

She wonders, can she go on, for the people?
Or can she be selfish for once
                                                 To be continued

There's a man with cuts on his arms, probably accidental, perhaps I'm wrong
There's that girl and I think she's pretty
Over there is a dog, unleashed and he's barking at ghosts
In here is my heart and it stopped for a moment
That is a field and the grass grows blue, we don't know why
(On the park is where I first got high
In the bush is where love goes to die
At the shops I told a lie)
In his house we did more ******
Through the window I see her again, so pretty
You can see my eyes, they're watering
On the blue-grass sedentary, lays her body
Regretful hands are mine
Heroine life lost
- I'm sorry.

allow me to introduce myself
I mean, is that okay with you?
I didn't mean to interrupt
or come across as abrupt
but I'm so used to seeing in black and white
and you're emulating a green light --
I can't help myself
I'm Noah
(******, I said my name wrong)