I fell from a epic height failing to be an out standing man.
My preference was to be wickedly demanding.
My speech swung like a sword.
Words I spoke were slicing and dicing hearts into shreds.
The streets had most of my affection. The narcotics entrapped my thoughts.
To this day I have Nightmares from the recollections of my past.
Lurking they scheme bent on seeing me do evil.
Not a thing can ground me though not even if you surround me and beat me!
Don't...