: About Me

Addict Eyes: Windows to the Black Dark paths spawn desperate places, Where Junkies roamed and addicts cried. Dim lit taverns with no open spaces, The courage to live has up and died. Bloodshot eyes adorn sallow faces, Marking a life starved of pride. Leathery skin and no warm embraces, Vacancy is all that's left inside. With no one above to set their paces, On desire's wings they glide. Welcome to the dope fiend races, There's nowhere left for divinity to hide. Round and round the devil's bases, Evil ebbs like the tide. A Soul held hostage by addiction's spade aces, Pay the ransom and take...