francis ford coppola bottles some kick ass merlot...
funny how one part of your life can be so solid and assured. everything makes perfect sense and is on the road to righteousness. the people that inhabit your circle stand on their own and have the utmost integrity.
then you see the world like a ship taking shape through the fog. the people you look to value only infidelity and ambiguty. your world of ideals turns to apathy.
you see the ones who stood against you for your differences still standing,and you love them for it. you see the fire in their eyes as a lamp on the road to redemption,the road to the place dearest to your heart but reaching farther than you've dared...
i steel myself against hope and inspiration-two things that at once destroy me and make me whole. i take them in doses like morphine.
my addiction to a reality of my choosing...
funny how one part of your life can be so solid and assured. everything makes perfect sense and is on the road to righteousness. the people that inhabit your circle stand on their own and have the utmost integrity.
then you see the world like a ship taking shape through the fog. the people you look to value only infidelity and ambiguty. your world of ideals turns to apathy.
you see the ones who stood against you for your differences still standing,and you love them for it. you see the fire in their eyes as a lamp on the road to redemption,the road to the place dearest to your heart but reaching farther than you've dared...
i steel myself against hope and inspiration-two things that at once destroy me and make me whole. i take them in doses like morphine.
my addiction to a reality of my choosing...