Eric woke up this morning, he was 32 today, he felt it to, a bit more achey in the back, though it was January, and the cold always did get to him some. The pitfalls of playing highschool football and doing a lot of manual labor jobs over the years.

He thought he would wake up in his own bedroom, instead he woke up in a room that looked like something out of a D&D style inn. He got dressed, in the clothes he had from the night before, as all his normal clothes were gone. He went to the door, peered out, seeing no one in the somewhat dark hallway, he managed to find some stairs going down. He quickly went down those stairs and found himself in a barroom.

After looking arround and wondering what the hell had just happened and seeing all the weird looking things in the barroom he spoke up

"Where the Hell am i?"

Lost Love, Broken Heart

A true love lost to me

A true love gone far from me

My words drive you away

A fool i am for losing you

A broken heart i have this day

Never more shall i love, my true love

She has gone away

My lost love, My Broken heart

Working, love, work, goto school

Stay busy, do a good job, walk

Travel, see the world, make a living

Do, Do , Do

trying to make your way in the world

Have a purpose, make a Plan

Short lives, gotta fill it with things

Buy, sell, trade, get stuff

Get a home, get a wife, have kids, merry that man

We speed on by, walk that road

Make one's way in the world

and in the end we die, alone

Love, the Illusion of the Heart

Love, the fool game we play

Love, the pain we make each day

Love, the weakness

Love, the sickness

Love, where you want to die

Cause you cant have the one

That one you dream about

Love, plague and sorrow

Thats all it is, misery and biterness

Love, the Illusion of the Heart

Freaky things, time slows down

The sun turns green, the moons disappear

Man i tell you, there are freaky things here

Dudes dressed as evil priests, Dragons in baby clothes

Freaky things

Turn a corner, walk down a street and you see them

Zombies shambling along, some crazy spouting Doomsday

People turning into cats, and Cat people walking arround

Freaky things

Things from Dreams, Things from Nightmares

Things brought out from having a bad trip or that bad pizza

If you're not careful the freaky things well get you

grab you up and send you to a nightmare hell

so be careful of the Freaky things

Winter, the season of Death and cold

you freeze and wish it was spring

you curse the snow, the wife and the kids

as you shovel the snow, and want to bash someone's head in

you fall on your ass and people laugh

Winter a miserable time of the year

you catch all manner of bugs, and wish you were dead

Winter, when does it end?

Games, we play them all the time

Games of the heart

Games of getting ahead

Games in your head

Mess with someone

Make them twitch and squrim

Play with them like a puppet

Sick of games yet?

I don't care to play any more

And the Show goes on

Play our parts, and get it right

We enter on the stage

We prance and dance, yell and scream

We cry, we lie, we bleed

Play by the script given to us by the Director

Who hides behind the bright lights

We play to ourselves, and for all the world to see

Then the play ends, and we exit the stage

Never to play there again

Could it be that i am not alone?

Travel down the road of life

Alone i was for much of that

Passed others by without a second thought

The road is hard, and long, full of twists and turns

Alone i was, no one beside me

I travel still that road, but now

Now i have someone with me

One who cares, one who loves prehaps

Time and Journey will tell

If she will stay with me the rest of the way

Distance its an ugly word

Distance, being far apart

It strains and pulls away

Being far from the one you want

Its not an easy thing for ones in love

Distance keeps getting in the way

You pray and hope one day

That distance is an afterthought