You gotta ride life like you know it

I imagine myself walking down a quiet street. Lights dimmed , and the moonlight just enough to light up the place. I just wanna sit somewhere. Organizing these thoughts of mine. How it began? How will it end?


Sometimes it's hard to express,
This feeling inside,
Boiling over and over,
Like a lunar tide.

But I gotta keep my cool,
Learn a lil self control,
Knowing it'll not end well,
Paving my own road to hell.

Gone gone is the past,
But finally it haunts you at last,
Life's a never ending battle,
Only your own to settle.

Life is about dreams,
Dreams that take you places,
Hopefully this dream won't disappoint,
Been there , done that,
Shouldn't harbor any regrets.

* I need my old' friend back.

It'll play . Over. and Over. Again.