See the man, with his desperately brittle charmed smiles,
his witty and clever words tossed out, like broken glass scattered,
Occasionally bright lit and stunning, yet running
one step ahead of his internal demons nipping
at his heels with razor sharp teeth as they demand his sober resolutions~
His flashes of brilliance and beauty dimmed by his premature,
rudely violent coming of age, his lust for the sensual, seductive
twilight he can purchase for precious dollars on the dimly lighted corner~
See the sad little boy, in that man aged flesh, his once
lovely and charming smile so dimmed by his chemical demons,
and his self induced despair , his heart breaks and he pines for
nostalgic days gone by and dreams of tomorrows that will never be, as
he looks directly thru that which he yearns for, never seeing
what is there, juicy, so ripe for the picking, mentally grasping and clutching
at that which has eluded him so long as he walks past her, his only need,
his aching sole desire, so set in stone, so unreachable, cold blue steel,
the hunger filled sight forever missing the forest for the trees,
his narcotic purple hazed view of a world passing him by,
it will eternally cloud his senses, dim his bright lights,
and he will look to the past and cry out in his despair,
When he sees that the skeletons he’s left in his wake
are the loved ones that he had left there, in his own self
destruction, his loves and his passions burnt up by his back
alley sins, his realizations of crimes committed against his
own humanity and he knows that there is no redemption and
That this is truly, so tragically and forever…
The End.

very good, MsWizard!

Thank you doctor....

Wow!Another masterfully written piece MsWizard.This provokes the reader to kick back and ponder so many things while crosschecking for any applicability within there own existence.Searching within they're hoping lil or none is found upon cross-ref.And if any is found & they remain true 2 themselves then they will welcome change or otherwise they are doomed by their own decisions sadly;=( Great piece again gurly.Godspeed!Cybear.

Thank you Cyber...this was written for a lost soul who made the wrong choices...

Hi Wiz,
I started to read.Can't concentrate.1 month to this day and Brett leaves for the marines.Everyone is still gone to the beach..How about a poem of "going out of ur mind"???

Have to go check on my car to see when it is going to be put back together.Rental was suppose to go back today....then going to go do some work.

xoxoxoxo
Z
p.s.will will read poem later.I am sure its another brilliat one

Brilliant,,,

Wonderful.

Thank you Mom~
Thank you pkh~

"will will read poem later.I am sure its another brilliat one"

Read up Zanne...you will recognize who this is about....

there is no end of a human brutality and its continuation, brilliant caption wizard

And there is no end to the human brutality we inflict upon ourselves in the quest for nirvana....