Some say drugs...

Some say drugs, some say pain no matter what its all the same you think the trouble goes away, but then you find its here to stay. music seems to be my escape like over me it puts a cape to black out all the fear and hate but when its done i have to wait, for music to help me out again. I'm staring to think there is no end, neither with pain, beer, or drugs, or even the most love filled hugs. you can search all your life and it will still pierce like a knife, until you find the one above thats when you find real love, love that doesnt hurt or lie love that wont make you want to cry, and wish that you could stop it all, you climb so high but never fall. youll soar like an eagle through the air ever so swiftly, wishing you were there. theres no more hurt and no more sin your journeys only about to begin.

( this poem kinda sucks, but it kinda tells how i used to be, if that makes since ! lol )