You knowe who i am.
You know what kind of animal i was.

No one else knows  why i drink at certain times.
Not even my wife.

Making myself work too much.
Seems to be the only thing thats works

i don`t want to nowe the old me.
Don`t feed him olso.
It feels so good.

To be who i actually am.
When i see the image`s, i go to you.
.................or at the bust.................

I feel more than you for me.....
Desperate not knowing what to do.......

The more i think......
The more i want the beast let`s do his thing......

sorry........


Doufis