As day follows nightThe sun is high upon the skyA few white clouds hang not so highMy legs in pain will fight the strainThat heavy breathing doth belie.I ride my bike up many hillsThe few declines my only thrillsMy mind is working as it doesEven though this really kills.My plan today to take a rideWas meant to lift me from my slideInto the horror of last nightWhen scared I me with what's inside.I pedal slowly as I goMind revolted, now I knowShellshocked by the news so grimI saw it coming, go to woe.The day is hot, the journey longI can't but help think that something's wrongSo now I turn and ride awayFrom where I know I can'
Of Things Going ByLate nights make my mind dullAnd my soul sore and my soul sore.Bowing low my head as IListen to my heart cry 'ReleaseMe from this bitter cage'I yearn for the love once soughtOnce thought was possible.Never believing the foolishness ofMe then, now, forever.I free-fall into the night ForeverThankfulOnly thatShe spared me the ridicule of Appointing me a place among her boyfriends.
I am looking for a Image to illustrate my University's Magazine article on Neuroscience.
Could I have permission to use your image?
Thank you & Regards
M.C
Lemme know if it's not cool and I'll take it down. I credited you and linked to your page here, of course