Love those Beth, Fuzzy and whatever! sooner or later it all gets real, walk on...those who matter don't mind...boredom can't kill you but I wish it could. I feel all of them. OK, this is a dark one. I've been part of some weird, dark experiences in Europe, Asia, and the U.S., sexually, drug-oriented, and psychologically. But ultimately, this is how I used to experience my brain. I apologize in advance if this is too dark.



Extreme ways that help me
They help me out late at night
Extreme places I had gone
That never seen any light
Dirty basements, dirty noise
Dirty places coming through
Extreme worlds alone

Then it fell apart, it fell apart
Like it always does, always does
I closed my eyes and closed myself
And closed my world and never open up to anything


I had to close down everything
I had to close down my mind
Too many things could cut me
Too much can make me blind
I've seen so much in so many places
So many heartaches, so many faces
So many dirty things
You couldn't even believe

- Extreme Ways, Moby