Off to buy some ******* So I can get high with my friends in the rain. Are we running away from life's pain? Or towards understanding again? For some the truth can constrain For others set free from their bane Its insane This drug makes my mind like a train Derailed and kept unconstrained Sublimely tempting and vain Amen
That news of possible impending death requires a seat that gives no comfort, I pace upon hearing of the wounds needed to heal, I reach for the platitudes I fail..."****"
Sometimes you just want to rage and gnash and spit sometimes you just want to **** sometimes you have to **** in front of loved ones sometimes reading Bukowski doesnt help