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Misfortune Well, hello there my friend It seems we get to meet again At our complete and final end In the middle of these streets Where fate has come to meet And all we have is a dying heartbeat Our sins begins to immerge And all at once they converge With open wrists, they start to surge Staring down glasses of bourbon Needles filled with warm heroin How could one be in such misfortune? ©IDliterature

Insanity Stories of amazement, Poetry of passion. Portraits of beauty, Music of wonder. Never to be to be seen. Unable to be read. A silence far too great. For an audience to know. The artist lives alone. His works sit unfinished. The only place they exist, Is in the mind of insanity. ©IDliterature

 Memory Times of hardship Run throughout my mind A life so full of pain Will always be a memory But beauty and love Have created a new image An image so strong It has replaced the past thoughts A new memory That will forever be remembered ©IDliterature

Breathe Again His hockey puck slid out Out into the openness Where the ice was to thin And couldn’t hold him up His gear pulls him to the bottom He watched the light above fades The pressure started to crush As the cold stole his air His lungs fill with water His eyes begin to shut A single tears is able to escape Final thoughts flow his head The very last bubbles Escape from his lips He feels the cold and dark embrace He now is able to tell His friends won’t reach him That he won’t breathe again ©IDliterature

Drive The open road a waits A long journey ahead The cars all packed up And everyone has a seat You wave to your mother She waves back with a smile Your about to leave But you’ll be back in a week Your friends are all talking But they all finally agree The best part of a road trip Has always been the drive ©IDliterature

Innocence When did playing cowboys and Indians Became a game of war over foreign land? When did scrapes and scratches Become slit wrists and broken bones? When did allowance for candy Become money for drugs? What has happened to the innocence That we had when we were children? ©IDliterature

Heaven As an angel will forever have a place in heaven, As will you, forever have a place in my heart. ©IDliterature

Breaking Away I'm breaking away It’s taking its toll. The pressure of it all, Keeps coming down on me There is no way to stop it It won’t come to an end Just to a sudden crash. Buried in the wreckage Shards of my old life A world thought forgotten But only to be lived again And go through it all Over and over, Until the day I die. ©IDliterature