20's for 10, nic's also a dime:)
what a true playa's delight.
Know your role..steady I climb,
teflon spitz at the blue light.

Years of struggle numb the eyes,
on decisions of right from wrong.
To one day retire,the only prize,
worth speaking about in any song.

But, the grip slowly fading,
too many loved have passed..
and time doesn't heal all wounds.
The sun raiding, smoke shading,
man..I guess i'll get gassed..
how easily..the pipe..it swoons.

Truth is, turning around is hard,
for the awnser lies and plies.
Not a line from a drunken bard,
but a wolf that touched both sides.

Surrender to win; doesn't ring true.
Easy does it; simply not for the new.
Live and let live; a helluva' feat.
Honesty and openness; not for the weak.

Man i'd like to say, it's an ez road,
but really, it's quite a b*tch,
It's a path i've walked, road hoed!
And i'll show you outta' the ditch.


Damian McCray Stanley

A helluva a road many have traveled,,,
Nice write,,

Yeah, I seen toooo many go back out, and die to. I don't think they were all naturally incapable either....they just couldn't find somebody with the solution that wouldn't freakin' lie to em'...that sh*t makes me sick.\

thanks, LAmom

Sad- sad- road some choose...
Wish we could give them all a map!
Good write...

Bukowski, Blake, wait, wait... Damian, a poet in his own right. Writes from the gut, but the gut tells the truth when mixed with the soul, description of life, but contemplated, so we see a whole view of real life!

peace out
jimmy

Do tell!

tnx..all

Iwish ida kept the oeiginal name "profit"

4leaf

Now you got my mind processing

Very nicely done