Re-creation of my vision

Sarcasm the vision
And wisdom of the optomist
Pen drawn, ball ink
A description, visual depiction
This is what I miss.
The creation held probation
While the alcohol my lips will kiss
A cigarette my friend
The feeling end
Its time to bring me back to this.
Beautiful articism
Drawn out 
controlled my vision
But a months gone by...
Havent wrote one thing
Time has slowed
Somebody knowed
Thats how it would be.
Ill turn it around
Raise me up
From the ground
This peace I know
Feeling Ive found
Ive made up my decision.
Pen in hand
Paper bland
-begin-
Re-creation of my vision.