Bankhead

Disorder everywhere
Drug induced psychosis
He took too much
Bankhead, Atlanta has the lot
Acid dropping from tree’s
Skittles in every color
He liked it so much
He decided to move
Away from it all
Away from what he knew

Boy meets girl
Mary Jane
His name is Bob
He has no money
Lives day to day
To get by he collects leafs from plants
He wants to drive her car
But she decides otherwise and leaves

Now he’s hit rock bottom
His blood is tainted
His nails are dirty
His hair is greasy
He needs to get clean
No where to let the dirt drip
From his body
Because the Darkness lingers
Spreads throughout similar families
Cantankerous cold
Souls go numb
Lives are ruined
Spirits are bruised
And they will never return to the beginning
Tainted by deadly sin
Hitting the pavement
Scarring up knees
Pleading their case
While reaching for the sky
And when no one answers
They lose hope

Bob is left with his mind wandering
Searching for the medicine
That will cure his passion
Not sure of which way to go
When every window is locked
And there are boarded up doors
Lost inside his angst
He searches for a rope
Finding what he searched for
His spirit forever hangs
Giving up finding the perfect key
To unlock his minds door