Just one more sip of scotch...
Just one more smoke.
I take myself down that path...
The path of which I know.
The path I am most comfortable...
Sweet destruction, sweet wrath.
I lead myself there...
My jokes in tow.
I need no one else...
So misunderstood, I stand tall.
Even as I jest...
My heart will not let go.
I stand proud...
Knowing who I am.
NEVER changing that fact...
Let the emotions flow!
Laughter, tears, anger....
My passion is alive.
Never to die out...
Always aglow!