Gabriel
Throttle stop!
You're cryin!
Throttle stop!
You're dyin!
What the hell you doin?
You're leading to your ruin!
Stop man! Throttle back!
You're going where you got no slack!
Man, throttle down, you're going to crash!
There's no riding that dragon with panache!
You pump the breaks to no avail.
As momentum to your demise assail.
This scary, torrid rollercoaster
of demise vs survival closer.
Will you go through the pain
To relive, your life regain?
Anything is worth the cost,
to reclaim what has been lost.
One foot in front of the other.
Find a friend, know your brother.
One day it will all make sense.
Why your sanity was the fence.
Throttle on and recover.
Stop fighting, be a lover.
Find yourself. Many things discovered.
Once a ruin, a life uncovered.
I'm proud of you my boy.
You're no longer life's toy.
A fury to be reckoned.
A discovery be beckoned.
Live on, discover on , begone.
And on and on throttle on!
-Angel Fatale-
...the message I heard....
Copyright © Ryan Tyler | Year Posted 2016
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