walking like a brokedown dirty angel

I'll cross endless streets
Walk down eternal alleys
I search for a reason
Any at all to stay alive

To see those less off than me
To not take anything for granted
But a walk is a walk
And I return unfinished and untouched

I guess it's time to take it into my own hands


I don't want them to look at me
To see me like this as I step out
Again for the umpteenth time this day
It rains but no one needs an umbrella
Who would talk outside when a heaven cries?

I need a catalyst.

I need an answer

I need a reason to not be like I am
I need someone or something
I need to make skin ironhide
Sanity a pillbox of intimidating defense
Life should be a joyous ride
Not an uneventful stroll through a flooded city park.


The end is always the same for me
Stay the same or stay sane
Dying to die....

Yet, I'll live
Just so I can go out and walk....