Smokin and drinkin again,
Guess that makes me a sinner then...

I'm sorry, I said it once and I'll keep saying it.
I messed up something good before I had it, that...

Two trainers stand face to face,
Their hearts racing to the battles pace...

This is something new to me,
So I'm using it in poetry...

It's Christmas time and again I'm alone,
Walking the streets, wind freezing me to the bone...

There is so much that I want to say,
But there is a frog in my throat that's getting in...

Insomnia kicks in and his eyes turn blood red,
Popping sleeping pills, crawling to his pillow...

It's hotter than what I remember,
From subtle red and oranges that now glow a deep...

You've helped me in a way I can't explain,
You've opened my eyes to see what's true...

I know it's too soon to tell you how I feel,
But if I speak now you'll know that my feelings...

It was not what his mind was thinking,
It was what his soul was speaking...

In the beginning there was some promised to you,
Something of sentimental value...