Sharing is caring. A worn path, leads further from the truth. Having paid my dues, kept my promises. Sacrificed everything for something Honesty is the best policy, or nothing at all. A free man, I might be one.
All my friends disappeared with night I can't wait to retire, to care for; to be cared for. To starve, a shot in the dark. A lifeless system, numb to core. Caring more to be loved, has all my love.
It's been long since I've searched, for that one thing. I have traveled far and wide. Beyond the boarders, under the blue. I've known not, to be with it.
Fuming with rage , ink splashing. A world so loud, a tainted canvas. In need of a friend, a forest. To listen, when low and trickling. To listen, when spilling and roaring. A river in the midst of the jungle. A fire through the night.
Magnificent without doing nothing, a beautiful sight, a drug no man can afford, a little too much, is all it takes to send them running, a scene of extreme uproar.