The best therapy for me is a night like tonight.. Sitting on a rock, listening to crickets and frogs chit chat to one another to drowned out the noise in my head... Whats a owe boy like me to do.. It seems a guy like me has no place here. No real place or women I can go and call mine, besides these old trees I guess. When Im here and talk to the timbers and I feel there energy.. They always make me feel loved and wanted, a feeling I have long felt, a feeling that Ive pretty much have forgot about. If you dont use some thing youll end up loosing it. Well its always just a manner of time till the thing your most none for has gone away and heart of gold thats been your reputation is what starts to tare you apart..
Posted on: Thu, 05 Jun 2014 04:23:05 +0000
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