I fight this war within myself.
Always in high hopes that soon I’ll control myself
My mind is a cage.
Full of nothing but rage
I try to think back when things were good.
Wanting to take things back, if only
I try to stay to myself, alone,
Fighting this war within myself.
In search of a door I can close
Behind me. Ending this war inside me.
She reached inside my chest and
Took my heart. All the while watching
Me fall apart.
Wearing a smile on her face.
Not a single emotion I can trace.
Chased out of my own place.
She kept everything I own.
Leaving me completely alone.
A king without his throne.
Devastated by her life changing strike
I pick up some pieces and the means
To build another bike
Finally ready to roll sits a broken man
Without his soul
I patched up with my NOMADS
All the while the cocaine driving me even
They took advantage of my back bone
Showing me that I’m still alone.
Still a king without his throne
I turn my back on it all
Feeling like I’m the one that dropped the
Running from the long arm of the law
I called out to a snake begging her for
Mistaking her lust for trust
Her fangs sink deep in my back
The door bangs back
I feel the shackles click and clack
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