The dismal dark and dreary sky
With meloncholy morose eyes...

I've expressed my feelings in a
Couple hundred thousand words...

I used to throw punches but
I have since then evolved...

They say an Idle mind
Is where the demons roam...

I have never in all my life-
Without you- felt alive...

Red wine splashes ruby lips
Manacured nails on finger tips...

There is no cure for the affliction
I have- there is no prescription...

Mom, you passed on your addictions to me
The only difference is our priorities...

Fallen like an apple
In an orchard in the fall...

There are women in the infantry
Equality has been achieved...

People were built for love,
Devices meant to be used...

Odin's ominous prophesies
Foretell Midguard's demise...