its hard to fine a freind.
when your dreams are moveing like leaves in the wind.

there is no wilder course
such as a lonely iron horse

there's no crazyer footpath
till you feel my falling wrath.

my feelings are like water
curous this dagger of fracture.

takeout my beaten pass my broken heart
departed from the impart of my sweetheart.

you will have one of humankinds
masterminds of one!

i drift these gravel roads
till i run into crossroads.

i pick each path
as if im a psychopath.

drifting my feelings away
till i lay to stay.

every road is like a coded.
everyday im reminded

day or night
im drifting without a fright

despite the midnight
i fly-by-night

i do me
carefree

before i crash
in a flash.

as im drifting
im hurting

there's only one way out
without a doubt

im going to strikeout
with a wipeout.

rided or die
it's going to be a carryout!

to my blackheart
my sweetheart.

im falling apart.

as it begans to flake
i seem less awake.

i feel dark.

my death is only of a step
of a breath!

all i need is of a spark

evereyday i remember are memories

as it rains
i rain insided

you lifted me up
then left me as a dump.

you stole my heart
then left me in the dark.

i have risen
knowing now i fear nothing

my life is a kife.

the things i have seen
would change a normal person.

i push myself in life
till i become a kit

everyday is the same as the last
i masked my pain

as if its my last

your the color's of the sky.
when i  see you i feel so high.

you show all your color's.
you talk to me like no other.

even when your feeing down
and feeling bowned.

i love your smile's.
everytime i see you i think wow.

i  send you flowers
every hour

i cant see how i can stand
when your around

your pretty as sliver
on a dime

your ways on fire
for that i admire

i would bring you flowers
every hour

for this i might be crazy
but your my dazzy

i  would nurse you back to heath
or bury you in my wealth

your aways kind
you  blow my mind

your my best fine
your sweeter than wine

your prefect at thowing a dart
into my heart

your last breath
would be my death

im becomeing weak
but only of a shear

i have no fear
even when i make others tear

as i seem to fade
but not of age

i go into the light
with all my might

its a delight