I am in a steamy blue night train.

The path is so streamy leading

to the solitude places that doesn’t

require any of the multitude.

I feel brave as I embrace the

attitude of my gratitude that dwells

deep within my bowels.

It will be a long awaited trip that

rips off sadness and madness

in my mind. Bind the chaos that

I went through all these year’s.

Spare me solutions to conclusions.

Ride along to implore and explore

the greatness behind the blue

full moon.

Don’t kill yourself but skill yourself.

Strive to survive and always be the

writer but not a fighter. Thing’s left

unsaid stay with us forever.