Submissions by ManDeyer

Session,
a word we here say proudly,
there's no messin' when it comes to a vicious session.
They tell tales of a wrecking group, together they cave the world and make it stoop.
together causing a crash,
their unstopable combo reducing the city to trash.

Line, line, line until the nose bleeds and the dripback shivers the spine.
Jaws shatter and teeth crunch,
snorting grams like every day brunch, "What should we get on?"
I dont care aslong as it gives me a good sweet on'.
Their hearts will rush,
turning their brains to mush....

Anxious, paranoid, facing problems was my only loose screw, admitting my wrongs was a bite I ccan't chew. There's no bigger self pain than the selfish doubt and blame as I cower and hold my scared face in shame. For my wrong it was far easier to prong the blame on a weaker name.  
 
Sometimes you wondered if maybe I was conquered, but then I increase life'slife's volume and flush the doubts with a dark song. Honesty was not for me, but slowly my friends lost faith in me. It shakes me so I stand up and march, stearing forward with my mind arched even if the following road lay dark....