Lost...

I hit the streets running,

scorned by all.

Hit the streets flying,

felt the wall.

'nother toke, 'nother hit,

so far I have roamed.

'nother drink, 'nother laugh,

where is home?

To much changed,

all within.

Don't know, don't care,

don't want to remember where I been.

Friends have changed,

now truly alone.

Can't seem to find

my way home.

Drink and drugs,

thirty-five years have gone by.

Hurt so many,

they don't understand why.

Run from myself,

can't get away.

Run from the demons,

nightmares they stay.

All I ever wanted,

was to come home.

I just can't find,

my way home.

©Copyright February 8, 2007 by Fred Alvis