Long ago a writer stopped to face his demon

The bottle broke

The girl left

In the end

Sad and lonely

From the will comes and goes apiece of

Everything that I am not

Ride the hero

Watch the death of a saint

Plain and simple death walks today

I run

Some say we are the same

Hide in the eyes if you try

Fate and make

Play in the role

Of lies

Like so many before me I stop in the pleasure

Treasure the faith in her eyes

Bedroom leads the message into trouble

Faces the shadow and blame

Quest is the quest of it

Dreamers in whips to fly

In hearts in dues

Waiting to be paid

In a moment cast

I find a following of images

Ghost chewing me

No attention to gather life

From outside and within

Patter of prater comes

As slow as the seasons she

Became a woman and I almost life

World comes so full

Yet another voice takes me

As want pleads and seeds

Lonesome greets me

Place where all rest

Beat my chest

Driven we are to the darkness

By devils in our past

Still the road turns

Forks come free

Just busted by death and me

Friends left markers

Few stranded believe