16 Verses # 29

As I look around my horizon, I see the world rising.

I feel this kick way too often lately.

She cannot turn my soul off.

I know she knows I'm mad.

No one believes you when you're mad.

So I'm calm like a bomb.

On your face are the souls of phantoms.

How the hell are these my friends?

You're killing my reactions because I don't believe you.

But just know this, I'm not ready for war.

I saw the eyes change.

They became me, and stole her away.

Playing Golden Lightfoot,

Praying nothing changed.

You amble through concrete streets.

Not even a chainsaw can knock you off your stride.

You're gone again,

I'm hurting inside.

Two guitars and a bottle of gin:

These are for the victories.

I'm urged to drink too early;

An attempt to dilute me.