Shattered tears, wasted fears, corrupted peers.
Into each day, this strange old way. Still voids my views of yesterday. To start anew with someone like you. My heart holds the tears, my mind feels the fears, Of finding another false peer.
It might just be time to try to unwind, and drink myself a beer.
Life is lived, loved, and soiled. All in one action of their ways.
To dwell to long, I could write a song, but as life will be.
I would be wrong. So pass the phrase and live a daze.
For in this life, everyday I am amazed.

thats really good...

T, you are not alone in your quest, but, your resilience to the cause has to be admired.Great write my friend.