good evening Mom and Grandma

I know it has been a while since we talked

I've been chasing the Black Widow and

and the pot of gold underneath the rainbow of sorrow....

every time I get closer it gets farther away..

I give up my search

just a waste of time

just to drive a couple of miles
and go back to my shattered home once again.....

seems like my pastime shanesville and forgotten... Dam complex.

time to open another bottle just to Paint It Black...
it sounds shity so grab a cigarette out the Pack light it up smoke smoke it's the end of it....

I am random dressed in black

with a black cloud over my head


I got chains weighing me down

and bills up the ass the landlord's calling but I am not living in luxury...

I give him my money now I'm living shity....

my cat is crying for my attention but I'm too sad to care to give him a bowl of milk and let him go


sit down on a chair made of nails

it hurts like hell so fight the pain right the poem and tried to find Fame

pick a random card in life

wrong card take a step back and life and end up on the streets damn that's random


just like the government


that is government treason
hahaha don't you get the joke....


lord lovel....