you see where my heart is
a fear of most men
begining a story
without having an end
or a friend to rely on
to express how he feels
its not that he's sober
or that lifes became real
but the fact of the one
that could save a mans life
in his hand a phone
replacing the knife
ending the strife
that brought that man here
something unpleasent
but so perfectly clear
but somewhere near done
the tears fill his eyes
as he smokes his last marbrol
and give the worlds goodbyes
he brings himself to peice
just as the phone rings
that one quick call
gave that man back DREAMS
