“Your prison is walking through this world all alone”…

Lonely

~

In a big man’s world…
He’s a lost little boy …

Dancing with danger…
Still playing with toys…

Not seeing the impact…
Of his actions and deeds…

Just pleasing himself…
Fulfilling his own needs…

Struggling to cope…
With all the emotions…

That are thrown at him…
Upon life’s big ocean…

So he denies them…
And locks them away…

Pretends he’ll face them…
Some other fucking day…

Preferring to focus…
On what lies ahead…

Rather than deal with…
The thoughts in his head…

Those unanswered questions…
That cause him distress…

The painful memories…
His heads such a mess…

So he keeps on running…
Distracting those around…

Looking for a playmate…
And trying to surround…

Himself with pure pleasure…
To balance the acute pain…

Ignoring all the warnings…
Dancing naked in the rain…

And when this little boy…
Drank from Lady Lust’s cup…

She infected him with poison…
As she fucked his head up…

Now the big man’s world…
Has left him totally lost…

And as each day passes…
His soul counts the cost…

~

 

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