Apr 08, 2004 20:59
i am confused about the days and the ways of the past. i am lost in the soft voices and the harsh ways. i am lost in the cycle drifting farther from the goal and closer to the edge. i am grasping for a life line hopfully it is your but if its not i hope to find a greater higher athourity that is from the deepest part of the heart were life starts but untill then i quit im going ridin and im never returning to my home were it hurts im going to ride the earth in search of the worlds greatest spot to session were i can be with friends and they wouldnt care for my abilitys but what is inside were it is the passion for the sport not the money or the fame or the rewards but the pure envy of the pain obtained from a hard day of sessioning or a long day of riding with only one goal to surpass the day before. so i gather my belongings and i am going to ride into the sunset for the last time so take a good look. ill never return ill never look back ill never cry ill never quit. bye