I stare through the glass shield, and I see the world through it. So very bright and clear, so very near. Alas I can not touch, because the glass shield does endure, shatter it I shoul...

Hell ever present greedy arms pulling and ripping Hell impatient never waiting

I would enjoy the eyes of others when i reach success It is something i truly want I want nice things and i want succ… How could I be a man without thes…

It is palpable, I can taste it. It teaches me lesson’s I only have it when i drink My bastard My Ego

Horses run the ground dry Men on their backs, yell with fury… Sword and Pistol in hand Battle—born, they live just to die Combat and bloodshed is their way.

A war inside this cannot be won i fight myself at every turn when shall i ever if ever

If i went without words I would lack a soul for my soul exists in words in prose of old i express the hidden

Chivalry is dead So few hold a door for another An Old School man am I I tend to do things in an Old Sch… I give without expectation

Darkness, insipid and ever reachin… Moral questions ever ask, light I… A grey fog, to winters delight. Uncertain path and uncertain time A grey fog, to winters delight.

Drink Drink to excess, the pain away Have another And another day You’re a bad person

Brave Ronald with your big red no… Feed the masses and make their tum… Brave Ronald, bring the children and make them never want to leave give them toys and a playground to…

I, the good looking man I do not look until I sense proper time I shred garb with lustful eye— I speak false

These hands, weathered and abused. These hands in place of a women these hands always used. These hands that did fight

The smoke does curl winding through the hoar—frost air Let it fill lung see visions of a night leave and not again appear