Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I need

To clean out my personal life
Throw away what has been wasted, left unused
Disingenuous remnants of people I never loved
And that never really loved me
Drink and drugs that destroyed my body
Left me unfulfilled and confused
Innocence wasted in drunken sheets
And mornings I tried to steal it back
But was always left wanting
My way didn't work
And so I'll seek out another path
And if one doesn't exist I'll carve my own
A trail blazer

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