Love, live life

I am lost, all alone,
nowhere to roam,
no place called home or
a shoulder to cry on.
The ability to cry it is gone.
liability for myself,
no books on my shelf.
Ahhh fuck this shit,
I don't like it,
let's rewrite it,
tear one, two, three pages out, second or the third time
my mind feels doubt.
They'll never understand
what I am about,
even I don't get it,
so I just shout.
I think about
heading south,
move against the crowd,
you can take my place
in that Western race
for wealth, fuck health,
what about the lust
for adventure, it's a must
in my venture of life.
Take the dive, into the deep,
keep the adrenaline steep,
live short and powerful,
get every remaining hour full,
now where's my thrill?

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