I would never look down the barrel of my own gun
because I could never take my own life out like that.
Though lets say it were to be a crooks gun and your life on the line,
I would just have to take that bullet.
What ever is to come, You have more to live for than I do.

What hit them took a turn to our peers.
We wish they'd have drove without the beers.
They didn't get to say goodbye,
Their last goodbye's before they died.

My mind speaks to me as if it was once alive,
walking on cold tracks,
and waiting to die.
Though, I always speak back
"GET OFF THE TRACK!"
My mind never listens to me.

I just want you know that if for later on down the road, just please don't go without a goodbye

_____The addiction
================Is still ongoing,
___But the cuts
-----------------are getting shallow.

See, I am alone.
Some reason, the Doors are permanently locked to our minds.
This life wont invite you into what's mine.

Without pain, I'd never know what would have hit me.
Without fear, I'd have faced everything.
Without direction, I'd be lost.
Without rule, I could get hurt.
Without intelligence, I wouldn't know what anything means today.
I can wish for it, but I don't live in a wonderland,
I live beyond it.
A "place" without a purpose, is where you can find me.
A place on a planet with concept, is where my walking corpse can also be found.
Here, in my mind is where I live.
I live Here on this ground.