I have a great need to get with my true brothers in Black Rooster. I have a great need to tear it up one more time. I have a great need to leave it all up there on the stage one more time. All of it. All the anger, frustration, depression, hate, words fail me right now. I hate feeling the way I do now. I have not made any sense of my life right now. Oh yeah I have family that loves me, I have a damned job. I have health care that I cannot afford to use. I have no respect from my peers here in Amarillo. I have one more time though, before I croak, (soon I hope) to prove what I am good at to people who appreciate my madness. What I was made for.
Posted on: Wed, 02 Oct 2013 23:59:04 +0000