Bitter Truth

<br>I knew a man, I `m proud to say<br>But he couldn`t live in a world he couldn`t see<br>The laws of life, it `s ways are cold<br>Hidden patterns genetic mold<br><br>No one seemed to know for sure<br>A knowing look of falling to death `s door<br>Living unreal, time is to steal<br>Booking passage on a journey unknown<br><br>Blackened veins of nihilistic sadness<br>A painted mask substance induced gladness<br>With a spike or from a bottle<br>Tiny cartoon pictures on a square of paper blotter<br><br>He was a man, was fear`s machine<br>Sickness don`t fail, don`t succumb to self-esteem<br>Unseen vessel, undreamed flight<br>No one knows if you were wrong or if you were right<br>R.I.P. H.B.<br><br>[Dedicated to Dough (H.B.) Caldwell - R.I.P.]