Highway 3

Set off, driving west getting away everything that I see. Golden fields to passing trees I come across some familiarity. Sunlight breaks through the clouded skies, a sense of peace starts to come my way leaving my troubles and worries paralyzed. With no set destination and no set time I continue to walk on this line. On my own, sifting through the mountain passes I'm alone with my thoughts to myself. There's a bird inside that's been caged for far too long. I've got to spread these wings, to bring this soul to sing this song. Shifting gears, just another tarshark on the blacktop. The gas light is on beginning to make an arrival to my next stop. Back on track, I'm a lone wolf on the road.

Gridlocked

"Set me free from this reality.", just another desperate plea.
Imprisoned and locked in confined walls, living as a rat in a maze.
Lost and caged trying to find purpose by the passing days. 


Drowning us with lies and deceit. 
As we abide with distorted eyes, I still believe there is more substance in this life than petty dollars and dimes.


There is no escape. 
I want out. 


Still left searching for an understanding for all of this. 
There's a void within and I want to know what it is. 
Until then, my chains are calling me and I'll continue to wander in this monotony.

Forsaken

I've lost track of the years.
There's nothing left to say, it's nothing more than a vacant space.
An empty piece of history that I'm leaving behind.
I only wish you knew the hate. Refraining anger that lays sedate.
You are nothing but a ghost.
Nothing more, nothing less.
You were never there for me.
Can't you see?
You're dead to me.