approximate to none.

dont these fantasies and little obsessions entice even the most subtle of minds?

im talking about in that mood when you're unsober,
and to such difficulties yet you try explain
in some form of reason
to be genuine
and sane.

but its fun to laugh at comprehension

ahh women,
there's a drought fused from my eyes
whereas my mind seems so far from my head
it's that wasted feel of meth that shivers
when you drink beer
and you forget to paint

i feel like in another state to change myself
over and over again
i feel like i should think for some more
and outdo what most can only dream

might i surpass the vigor of fantasy?
can you truly have the field trip of your life
without leaving your confides?
its time to be real using your dick and balls,
guts and spleen
and start living what you scream

i finally had beer last night after 3 days
god that felt good