i listen to your voice on the phone... and wonder
are you high?
are your words true?
are you trying to make me feel better?
i pray for you in the early hours, or when God whispers
in my ear... send her to me...
i pray your journey will have a hollywood ending..
but even in writing those words.. I worry
so many people in hollywood die
of drugs,
of disappointment
of failures real or imagined...
i choose for you LIFE...
i pray its what you choose too...