Its becoming clear, I Ingest substance to Digest numbness so I can Repress this useless abundance of stress Pain inflicted mess Look at what's left A wreck at best Windy roads painted with fears and regrets and so i digress push weight off this chest yes, i confess when put in positions I too often make the wrong decision's willingly regress yet maintain this vision I'm striving for success Doing what I can To loosen or lengthen These chains within I have again imprisoned Myself in the lesson Seeking answers Without questions...













