Ever fly off the rails? Everything stacks up. You explode. Rampage. Blind. Only hungry for things to get better. (almost anything will do, even lies that never will deliver its promises) You want out, but everything is still in. You sing, but nothing but complaints roll off the tongue that was once made to encourage. So you settle for sound of silence. Inanimate. Blindness(running on fuel called pride). Somewhere along the line something went wrong. Just didnt see it. Thrown the baby out with the bath water. More weeds than wheat growing on this paddock. Where had it all gone wrong? Fixable or permanently goneskiez? .. Where to now? .. Home.. Where coffee smells the same each morning. The root of a man's faith. ..The Father's house. Where 'just come as you are' is the password to those who know it. Where knock knock jokes just wont get you through. Walked in heavy with doubt - Uncertain. Unworthy. (How will I walk out?) How does this story end? Questions and questions. | 
