Cast adrift in an unknown sea. By my pride. Alone Missing you,
Hello, can you see me here? Please, might you stop awhile. I am the one you pass by daily as you hurry homeward bound. I am that one who’s least of us.
It was in those early days when everything seemed technicolor there was that explosion only inward then nothing
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
It seems the only way to reach the mountain-top, is through the desert wasteland. It is only there that one might come to learn
Sweet Mary Jane bade me follow where she led. I went eagerly. She was my life’s one true love. All the others,
I’ve been so afraid to speak these heartfelt words. This secret has been kept so well, from myself, by myself,
The storm is brewing. I smell it in the air. I am panicking. I fear this tempest might cost my life.
Time wears away at me, like water on a stone, oh, so slowly, but inevitably, drop by drop,
These words, are just what they’re meant to be; for you, whatever needs they serve to stir… For me;
trust the one who seeks the truth doubt the one who says he’s found…
That cranky old mongrel hound cooped up down the alley; he ain’t got no teeth no more but he still knows how to snarl. he gets them young pups all worked…
Water ever seeks it’s perfect peace, from mountain heights to scattered oceans deep. So too our spirit follows
This trembling grief is for a long lost soul, a young, guileless child I once knew as me. I truly believed
Some time ago, I made my way down to the crossroads, to try my lucky hand at the devil’s gaming tables.