Dec. 13, 2012

A Wicked Lifestyle Each Day Is Like a Car Crash

by Mr. Daniels (author's profile)


A wicked lifestyle, each day is like a car crash. Fender bender, hit & run, totalled. Death before dishonor, addicted to the rush. Caught in a web of violence, a million ways to self-destruct.

We live a life of pure madness where only a few will survive. Most get dragged through the mud, caught up in our own demises. Penitentiary chances, keep us all chasing dollars. But the consequences to my mistakes really make me want to holler.

Held captive for decades inside the asylum. Solitary confinement, isolated, validated, haters steady, dropping dimes so I guess I'm most hated.

Everything censored, my every move watched. Yet I'm still labelled a security risk, yet nobody can read my thoughts. Crazy, yet true, this is the life we choose. Grandfather's words finally rang true, "Boy, you a damn fool."

Can't stop now, hell, I'm too far gone. Charlie Sheen in Inside the Beasts with fantasies of going home.

Mr Daniels


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