I wonder if they look for me,

beyond these cellar walls.

For its the little kid that lives in me,

who beckons every call.

It’s been so long since falling off

That I believed we could be strong.

But how can we heal pain,

If there isn’t any fog?

Now for decades long

I sing this song beyond the cellar walls.

For im hoping those that hold me

would just tell me that im strong.

But its that litt...

Countless tries at reaching divine

lead a stray man walking,

reaching tears from the pry-

of the souls that stood before

whom chose to hook to the sinker.

Chalk it up to living where

the footprints of ghosts linger....

Bitter cold winds

disperse my sins

like seeds in a hurricane.

Flailing strays

portray a glimpse

of a life I wish I never made.

A little friend enters the fray

unfolding fractals

then betrayed their sense of trust.

While endless motion

pulls us farther

from the truths that we made up....