Go listen to the song "6th Avenue Heartache" by the Wallflowers. There are the lines: And the same black line that was drawn on you Was drawn on me And now it's drawn me in What do you think he meant by those lines? Any format prose/poetry. Do you like this song?

A Quest for the best

This 'ole lonely road that we travel from day to day. Enduring nights after nights. Searching and seeking for some type of relief from the troubles that we seem to carry around within us. Deep within the shattered existence of our broken souls. These trouble. They try to break us and they try to blind us. They try to keep us from "keeping hope alive". It is this hope that one day, one day real soon my friend that we shall be rescued from all of this.