I SIT BY SIDE,
SOME STRINGS OVERHANG,
SOME LOST IN THE SANDS OF TIME,
SOME LOST ON HAND,
THE BLIZZARDS WHITE MY EYES OUT,
THE SANDS FILL MEUP TO POUT,
THE FOOTPRINTS I SAW WERE NOT MINE,
THE FLYING SWARMS OF MOTHS JUST LEAVE ME,
BEHIND,
THE CRUMBELD FEELING DOWN THE GRIND,
THE EPITOME LEADS TO THE ROAD OF TOWNS,
THE TOWNS OF DUST & LUST,
THE TOWNS THAT LEAD A BURLY LIFE,
THE TOWNS OF THE DREAMS & SHATTERED BEAMS,
THE CORNERS GIVE OUT A SMELL OF JOY,
THE STINK & DECAY OF ACID'S DECOY,
THE FRANTIC FLURTTERING OF WINGS TO BE FREE,
TO WINDING ROAD OF LIFE'S ENDLESS SPREE,
THE LIVING FEELING THAT HIDE THE SOUL,
FEELING LOVE , POLE TO POLE,
ITS ALL THE GAME THAT PECKS ME UP,
HERE SITS THE MENTOR ,TO SNUB & SUP,
THE WRAP UP ALL GONE,
THE SUN BRIGHTLY SHONE,
WITHIN ME SHOUTS MY SCREAM,
LOOKING OUT WAVING OFF STEAM,
THE BEAUTY OF LIFE ,LIVES WITHIN THE SOUL I
STRIVE,
CRYING LAUGHING PASSING EACH VIBE,
CROWDS OF PRETTY LOVE ISLANDS, & SOME ODD,
FUNNY LONELY HOLE.,
I DRIVE ON MY WHEELS ,PASSING STATIONS, LEAVING,
THOUGHTS BEHIND TO REACH MY GOAL .