That's it
all done
time for some fun
debauchery
this you cannot see
but this is or was the me
before.

Oh yes the door was well and truly shut
when I got old but
this was just a part of why
I decided to let the old things die.

Should I tell you anyways about those sordid nights and days
and what would it be that I can say
to say it wasn't,isn't this way no more
the door
well as I said that is shut
but people knock on wood for luck
the people that I know don't give a ****
about what it is that you might want,it's what they want and where they feed and what the need is they don't care
don't even want to go there anymore
another door that's closed and shut real tight
one day I might set this down in words upon a page
or in a rage might rip the whole lot into shreds
as I have ripped through several beds
and tempted ladies by the score
tired now I don't do that anymore
another door.

The key
the key is gone and I am free
and free to see who I can and what I am to be
another door
and one more trial I have to take before I make
my peace.