A new year, a new beginning.
I look forward to you.
My heart ever filled with optimism, drives me on.
Yet I have changed ... I no longer wish the things I wished before.
(Or maybe I do) I just don't express them anymore.
Why then I feel a rock on my brest,
A dull pain trying to come up, and get out of my throat.
My lonely evenings hammer a nail through my head.
But yes, I do want to be lonely.
My free spirit will not be harnessed again,
This new year, I will live, may be a coward's life.
But I will live, I must live...
and make my days colorful again.
It may be a drug induced halucination,
It may be booze soaked starlight
but that is my world, my destiny
and I will live on.