polluted thoughts and raspberry dreams, i have messed my life up and fucked up things, egotistical qualities self centered being, such a clarifying quality and higher esteem, my veins and thoughts polluted with fluid, the Liquid Murder again controlling my being, its seem to be a greater penalty judged harsher, for all my hateful deeds, did it seem that way for you too my Hopeless dreamer? were the fountains of inspiration always so overfull? did you find yourself dazed and amazed and yet confused, with the magical gift that God gave us too do? and I find myself tormented by my thoughts and my dreams, so unreachable yet very palpable yet dictated by others, this Goddamn alcohol that runs my life, and has established the role of Mr. Happy Communist dictator, but in the whole of this strife: I find myself drifting and still dreaming and still seeing those flashes, like some capsized boat in the middle of the ocean, for I also find it hard to realize, that I am actually someone and that my worth in materialistic things, should never dictate my overall value, but are you scared like I am to face reality, and stop being a child and to grow up to everything, to stand in the mirror and realize the clock is ticking, to recognize that time isnt slowing down and that life could be uplifting, Or do you Wallow in self-denial and self-doubt, do you believe that the world has nothing in store for you, like me fanatically crazy in toxicity and behavior, and like me determined that the world has already Spit me out...... for all my frustrations, anger, loneliness and self-doubt, and for all dreamers that believe that dreams never come true copyright 10-09-2002 The PooRe PoeT to be continued...