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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 could 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 More mad. 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 Ball Running from the long arm of the law I called out to a snake begging her for Helps sake. 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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The contorted thoughts keep flowing through
My mind. Mixing in the true torment, creating Hellish images impossible to forget. Trying to Push through the imprisonment my mind has created Day after day. The blood and death overcomes all. Unable to decipher reality from the nightmare, I Learn to embrace my insanity Two twists, a press of a button. A quick grind and a pop. The rumble shakes the earth all around. The echo fills the air. Galloping horses in a steadfast pace at my fingertips. The sound is so soothing to me. The sound to the route of true freedom that lies ahead.
I grip tightly, as I twist the wick. Kicking my feet up on the pegs as motion sets in. The vibration sets in. Feeling it throughout my entire body. Shifting gears I begin to smile as the wind whips through my hair. All noise dissipates around me. The only tone in my ears is the wind as I speed down the highway. My eyes focusing as my mind numbs. Finally all my problems, worries, and issues disappear. I’m in full control of everything around me. Mind set with no destination. Just to roll wherever I get led to. I love my motorcycle! The devastation, eradication, execution of all.
The meltdown of all life. Cleansing the planet of all its filth. Leaving it in absolute solitude. Nature taking over all. Starting a new timeline in life. Patiently waiting for its next demise. |
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