The brown substance of solution <br />Poisoning veins with brain pollution, <br />Intention on a bench mark <br />Falling down so you better know its hard <br />Bouncing back through darkend halls, <br />Echoeing voices, saying you could’ve had it all <br />Running from yourself <br />Inside your mind <br />No-way in, no-way out <br />Emotions running living out stout <br />The brown substance falling into drought <br />A moment you cant live in, a moment your clawing out <br /> <br />The brown substance of solution <br />Poisoning veins with brain pollution<br /><br />Daniel Richards<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-mistaken-saviour/
