Drugs for the young and drugs for the old,
drugs for the mental and drugs for the cold,
drugging the mind and blurring it more,
drug companies constantly at war,
take a pill for this and another for that,
even drugs made for the dog and cat,
organic drugs for those who are easy to scare,
some drugs warp the mind causing a blank stare,
drugs change what is happening inside,
while some take the idiotic for a motionless ride,
illegally made to stimulate for fun,
but seriously thinking back remember you had none,
drugs injected into the blood and by drinks,
but this is how the world is because no one thinks,
they are all drugged up and have no clue,
some are not needed and that is all up to you.

branches leaves cover winds still hiss,
music beats the other with a passionate kiss,
reaching out gripping the curls,
heart beats slipping for no other girls,
stubble rough on smooth tanned face,
more than enough of fingers trace,
buried head inside the chest,
married finger slides a ring to rest,
sparkles light shine against the view,
because you are mine and i belong to you.

shades of shadows dwells deep,
doors of dread shaping sleep,
melts of memories fall flat,
feeding frenzy of curious cat,
calls of cures feeling force,
shallow shores curving course,
mountains of measures pressures pass,
unable to understand contradictory class.

moments my minor missing mess,
dragged dry driven dropped address,
finding figures fiddled finally faced,
repaired red roses regularly replaced,
given grief gone getting good,
unconventionally untied understood,
never know nothing nearly not,
helped hands heating heavily hot.

the tv was on in front of the youngsters eyes,
to keep them entertained to stop their constant cries,
growing up with another accent formed by shows,
wondering if this is damaging as no body knows,
reaching an age where computers are the thing,
they now play in a social world wondering what it can bring,
the entertainment is there for them to see,
but if it stops the complaining starts to be,
able to write a status of their feelings for others,
seen by relatives, cousins and in law mothers,
in the screen we are meant to be here to entertain,
but we do this to each other and only some will remain,
to ask another why they don't talk to you,
maybe ask yourself as you are responsible too.

measurements of pages told words unfold,
telling the story of this man so old,
a life so filled with times spent great,
each step taken was to be his fate,
but the adventures stopped when he came here,
the excitement and wanting soon disappear,
resting from those answers he never found,
to knowledge he gives from this ground,
but learning from words does not give all true,
to have your own adventure is the only way we grew,
so set out and live because you know what,
going somewhere is better than not.

Connected lines of energy build,
sun driven flats pulse until filled,
consumption less than needed before,
if ended we wouldn't know of war,
power controls us all too,
even many we don't know who,
connecting us in all different ways,
but lasting forever until the end of days.

she slammed down the dishes because she had enough,
the anger built up and exploded to get rough,
he looked over the back of the couch then turned back,
her eyes looked at him turning the light blue to black,
the game was playing and he cheered his team,
then felt the evil behind to bring him from his dream,
she stood wanting more from this male she married before,
promised to serve her through all and many much more,
she serves him and all his needs to make his way,
but downwards are his goals that lead him astray,
before he spoke of big heights to carry them both up,
now as she washes starting at the stained cup,
bubbles all bottled up to be pushed down the drain,
along the way as all hopes fade with the pain.

days by the river at the shore,
the thoughts are now of nothing more,
the reflections of light from the sun,
sparkle the others having fun,
but relaxing is the single goal,
to bring inner peace to a busy soul,
this moment cannot be ruined by bad,
until the ball hit me now i am mad.

I see alot of people breaking up and leaving,
mixed emotions from all is what i am receiving,
but i cannot understand the words i am believing,
they hate what they have become in part,
to leave it all and make a fresh new start,
but what about the ones who still show a heart,
what about those who cared enough for you,
what are those people supposed to do,
they will be torn apart and grieving too.