break by: shurmale garner

The disaster of being mastered
            Captured,
Blood stains in my veins,
Rush from cocaine exchange.
        Change,
            Same.
I remain who I am, with
More thought, and less taught,
        Fought for victories
Faults
    For loving me
No sympathy for this seat
Kingship of these sixty
Four squares I measured
The world,
    Stampede
        Lead
            Follow
Chief, indians, many men.
Plenty soldiers
    Being sober
Jack Daniels and the 
Venom of the cobra
It’s over…………...my thoughts