Set Out
I set out
To change my ways
Beneath an amber sun
I became a man
Sweat on my brow
Tears in my eyes
I dropped the bottle
And it shattered
The poison stained my veins
Bleeding out as tears
A lone cowboy
Herding stars in the sky
I'm not alone
I just fenced myself in
The poison whispered lies
The folly was in believing them
I'll never be different
If I give into temptation
My worst enemy
Has always been myself
One last round of Russian Roulette
Either he dies or I die
I've got too much to do
To die by an intoxicant
One last gunshot
And I'm still on my feet
The demon in the bottle is dead
And I'm ready to live again
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2018
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