more then bread

Rain hits my window pane as if tears from the astral plane. insanity racks my brain in a world where unfurled anger blazes like the cherry on my swisher sweet listening to the music beat away the pain of yesterday to face a brand new day, with a hit your lit not illeterate partake in this movement of humanity's reawakening. a painstaking process of rewrite humanity's point of view looking as life comes at you round by round from diffrent views pounding at every hope and dream and all you can do is hold back a scream. looking for some solace in this world and all we see is uniformed suffering on global scale hitting harder then Irish ale impaling us on on the spikes of the forgotten. Now hush and rest your head another test awaits ahead as we search for more then bread.