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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