Down the road of life

Letting the alcohol warm my body

The tears to bitter my tongue

I can`t look in my soul anymore, looking around with stinging red eyes

All the creation around

but none mine!

Surrendered to others my power.

Creating a flower wall to stop the ugly.

Writing my name on others papers.

Submitting not only my being

But letting my body down a road ,

And my soul to another

With my mind trying to keep both together .

How long will last?

At this point i think, Salvation is considered a nice Fantasy dream!