The Alternative life

a never ending circle of sadness and of vicious pain
a self inflicted mental torture ,a detour
a fork in the road
it does not matter,my life as i new it will never be the same
i was a mad man that went insane
i can merge the two, i was in double pain
madness for the road i walked, only a fool would claim
seen the path from far away and seen what it did to others
some of them their life it claimed
living or dead it was all still the same
being obsessed
choosing insanity
a lonely spirit with nothing in life to gain
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Posted: Oct 2010
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I was a wild young man that had seen a lot for my age! and the choices i made were driven by pain.

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gnj4u
Hi, Teagly1971,
It's nice to see The Alternative Life from the other side, through a poem that ends the circle of sadness and of vicious pain.
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