hurricane dolly strikes today... its a total drag because i was at home all day... so i wrote this...

Morality

Like lightning it rages through me, no control of what i am, or what i see. I wonder if thunder has it's own secret place to get away and hide from the world; escape the crying; escape the hurting; escape the killing; just be a no one on the side. It kinda makes me think of back when I was one of them. The real chill people living with a goal and one goal only... to have fun and accomplish the world with only a set of wheels and a cigarette at hand. It was then when i began to question myself... "Why do I try so hard to fit in?" The lightening then strikes again, killing the only part left of the old me... my morality.