Thought I'd take up writing again, so I decided to make this thread.

Out of This Life:

I remember when my life wasn't out of control,
Feel the breeze from the trees like a part of my soul,
Sitting back at the lake with a laughing dad,
Now I replay all the times that I used to have.

You ever wonder if your path wasn't one to tread?
If there was something even deeper than the drugs or the bloodshed?
My heart ain't clear, still I struggle to find,
Another plane to take my pain up out of this life.