Random Ramblings of a drunken existence

Random Ramblings of a drunken existence In the depth of darkness There is the truth The truth will complete you The truth will fill you There will be no future, but what you make The past holds your torture And the past confuses your lies I have a stamp on my face Val’s sister put it there Now I am branded like a cow It is sacred My tortured soul clutches at the straws of life As I feel life slipping away It’s all coming to an end There is no more, no less I am compelled to sacrifice this life This being is all but forgotten There is no more Faulter, No more Me, no life No peace, no war, no existence It all just ends *it’s all chicken soup* It sure is The soup of life is so much more than we see The truth will set you free Even lies have truth What is the truth but lies fabricated to fit the needs of our soul? In the end we all die! More brandy, much more brandy! The fact is I am still branded Still tainted Still broken by that which is supposed to be Faulter ________________________________________________________________________ The truth is there are no truths Only obscured lies This heart that was given to me Rips me apart as I want what I can’t have. Faulter