Departure.
The boat rocks from side to side.
Unsteady seas lead the path,
to terrible uncertainty.
Freedom for one,
but not for all.
Land of the American Dream.
Shattered like glass,
in a brown paper bag.
Marriage means nothing.
A head filled with empty lies.
A cross cuntry tour
and your tank ran dry.
So did my liver.
This barfly will be buzzing around,
until I get swatted down.
Life with no shame,
is a life with no name.
3 accidents ask me why,
I had to murder our memories.
No reply.
I’ll take it to my grave,
when I decide to die.
Take me to my homeland.
This American Dream
has proven too much for me.
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