DREAMS 2

Eating invisible pie made of ether why just alive thinking drinking vapors of loves intellect dreaming manic delusion set in this white inner bliss happiness sounds red reality nature Technology creativity liking old friends new ones too what to do so you improve and move through it all try not to fall again exploding life's lust healing that feeling arts growing all from a small seed living on free infinite's needs in perfections oven of life cooking invisible pie with a hot cinnamon crust full of wonders show lots of thunder as rainbows glow lighting screams

RUNAWAYS CRYS

High on the street looking for something to eat a safe place to sleep have to sell  my meat looking for love runaway asking why trying to escape in party high's to numb to cry another 15 year old runaway o.d's. glad it was not me trying to succeed watching dirty needle bleeds for that perfect hit looking for another fix have do a trick in order to get it good shit kicks it have to admit timeless trips scratching that endless bug no such thing as love just push and shove dog eat dog alone so strung out and alone looking for a hit starving artist dies bit by bit cries for a kiss of fame to get out of this hopelessness life on the run can be fun when it comes but all the same soaking wet  tears  raining god dam pain streets full of games searching for fame but way too weak to complain so I dream why get clean my life is bad shit looking for a hit sick insanity constantly in pain no home all alone begging for your charity stoned sham reality remains as another friend dies getting way to high so why dam good stuff too much not enough self-respect nothing left punk of my soul out of control getting old bought and sold for real sex for sale aids becomes real have to steel to survive teen homeless shelters asking why abuse never dies so why should I try anyway I'm just another runaway blacked out raped  fate great rich societies high money buys what's left with disease and getting high want to die