I don't know what to call this.

well i'm back:

to my solitary wandering
perpetual pacing

back and forth

yes i'm back:

to my solo flights
and lonely nights

where everything's
the same shade of gray

where the cigarette's stale
and the beer is flat

and the weed just ain't fun anymore

all the drugs i take
all the smiles i fake:

nothing's fun anymore

 

good stuf dude ...and the weed should always be good or else change your dealer.

 

Or grow your own. Which I don't.

 

Hi Musikero!

Wow what a downer! heh Your rhythm in this was great, I liked the pace.

 

Nice man. Anyway, fuck the weed and beer. Get a good bottle of Bushmills Single Malt Whiskey..................


Peace,
Aidan

 

Maybe call it
The Morning After, or
Back to Reality........

 

Thanks, but I don't drink whiskey. Too strong for me.

 

If it's too strong, it will stop your solitary wanderings...:cheers:

You won't be able to stand, let alone walk.

Peace,
Aidan

 

LOL, good point.