Its been so long sence I wrote a poem,
All these things that made me feel at home...

Im pretty sure Im happy,
That is depending on what happy is...

The rich smell of blood and hot gun oil,
Like carbon ensuing from a rifle...

Disclamer; I am writting this on my phone
I sit in my little office...

In the winds I here her call,
The change of Summer to Fall...

I am not afraid of the enemy,
He promises me peace...

In the passing moments,
With every swig...

We are nothing more then what we are right now,
And yesterday was something less...

Embrass me in the veils of darkness,
Be the mother to wipe my tears...

We cherish smiles like little white lies plastered...

When the sky turns from blue to tangerine, you...
I swear I could watch the sun set in your soul a...

Being angry is kind of my happy place,
I don't mind being the bad guy...