Looking for something to fulfill
                                                        T­ime to ****
                    Ghastly puppy mill
                                                       Not the blue pill

No pain
               No gain
                              Get in your lane
                                                           It ain't bout fame
                        One big
                                       Stupid game

Family, that's what you wanted
Nothing more
I'm sorry that's not what I was looking for.
I hurt you, but it's what I do to family.

I've done it before
An accident, a mistake
It's because I'm passionate.
Just escape my world.

Filled with such
                             sorrow
    No longer need time to
                                             Borrow
Just waiting on
                           Tomorrow

Thought I could stop writing this poetry.
Guess I was wrong, it helps open me
Up to my feelings, and new ways of seeing.
Different ways of being.

It’s a great escape,
From reality’s terrible wake.
Allows me to contemplate
Just how I feel and what’s important and real.